And reminded me that Life will return to our cold and frozen land.
Life recycles. The old brown leaf holds the promise of spring; she carries the memory of new life into the new spring that is waiting just around the corner.
Her beauty lies in the story she tells…. and I am so grateful that she found me on a bitter winter’s day – because now I remember and hope has returned, all because a little leaf blew by.
Thanks goodness for the spring!
Yes… cannot wait for spring! Especially because we are in the middle of ‘blizzard cleanup’ today and it is so exhausting!