We’re all anxious for Spring to get here already. With snow on the ground and grey skies above, it seems like she’ll never arrive. We’re so tired of the grey and dull shades of Wintertime.
We forget that Spring is already on her way. We forget that she won’t be hurried.
Like the tide coming in, like snow piling up, like sunrise, Spring is on her way.
The tide turns with with one small wave, a blizzard begins with a few small flakes on the chill breeze, and the sunrise starts in darkness.
Spring is on her way.
Willows are one of the first trees to burst into leaf in the early Spring. This one already has swelling green buds on her trailing branches. She stands in snow with grey skies above. But you can tell, she’s dreaming of Spring.
Spring is on her way, just ask the Willow.