Spring Comes Anyways
Bluebells — even now. Even today — with the many, many reasons new life might hide away, spring comes. Beth reflects on the equinox with thoughts on how the cold and dark of winter creates the possibility of spring. by Beth Norcross
Death is the necessary somber note in the song of spring. Hand in hand with life.
This is the season of light and shadow. And why it takes our breath away.
– Barbara Mahany