An Early Spring Walk

The weather was nice the other day, and after all the emotional expenditures lately, I felt I needed to just get out for some fresh air. It was exactly what I needed: a reminder that life does go on, and a hint of spring...

I walked down my usual route and then entered Nisky Hill Cemetery. I meandered along the paved walks under the 100+ year old trees, and just listened to the breezes playing through the branches and bushes, and to the birds overhead. Then I heard the sound of rustling in the brush below the edge of the drop-off that ends at the creek below, and looked down to see three deer. So I sat and waited here for them to come up...

They didn't show themselves up at the cemetery while I was there that day, though. It stayed calm above, so I wandered back the way I came and saw some snowdrops coming up through the ground...

I also noticed the ombre greens of a patch of moss...

which reminded me that life continues, even after the death of winter. Sometimes these reminders are all it takes to pull you out of a funk. I hope you're seeing some signs of spring for those of you in the Northern Hemisphere! I think it's coming early to the east coast this year, despite what the groundhog said. 


Blessings... xox