As I walked to school yesterday, the sky threatened a drizzle, but I had my umbrella with me. I find significance in the ambiguous: rain or no rain, winter or spring. It trains my mind to receive subtleties.
And I saw what I did not expect. Some blooms are beginning to come out. These were the first I have seen this year, ever so faint. I took a picture and sent it to someone with whom I thought it would resonate.
I was right. This is right. Something is beginning.
Photo credit: Moi
I am participating in the Two Writing Teachers March 2023 Slice of Life Challenge.
5 thoughts on “Incipient Spring”
This is a beautiful little slice of life. Spare, with the hint of what is to come–just like the blooms that inspired the piece.
Thanks–and here’s to a lovely spring.
Subtleties? Or opposites whipsawing back and forth? You make (made) the call!
Yes! In New Jersey we were whipsawed a bit! It does feel more like spring now, however.
Somehow, this sounds like a song. I could hear music as I read it. think about it!