“After the cold, long, and dark days of winter, the spring season brings new life and fresh hope to the world.” ~ unknown
Good Sunday morning, dear friends. It is hard to believe Sunday is upon us once again. The weeks pass so quickly.
This morning finds me thinking of all the people throughout the country who have recently endured such hardships due to the weather. My heart certainly goes out to them and I pray the days ahead will bring them “fresh hope.”
A beautiful and dazzling spring does provide hope to the world, after a long cold winter. It restores our souls with breathtaking blooms, blue skies, and lovely melodies from the precious birds. Indeed, spring is a “forever gift.”
“Come with me into the woods where spring is
advancing, as it does, no matter what,
not being singular or particular, but one
of the forever gifts, and certainly visible.”
“I can still bring into my body the joy I felt at seeing the first trillium of spring, which seemed to be telling me, “Never give up hope, spring will come.” ~
Trilliums are a glorious announcement of spring. They make their home in the mountains of West Virginia. They are quite happy in our mountain region, due to the shade and dampness of the forests. Truly, they are a joyful sight to behold, especially after a long winter.
“In all ranks of life the human heart yearns for the beautiful, and the beautiful things that God makes are God’s gift to all alike ~ Harriet Beecher Stowe
Dear friends, I hope this finds you looking forward to spring days. We all need to enjoy the warm air, sunshine, and glorious blooms once again. And sure as night turns into day, spring will arrive in all her magnificent glory. Her brilliant rays of light will replace the cold and dark, and offer hope to the weary.
Know, I thank you so much for your visit and kind comments. Wishing you and yours a most beautiful and peaceful day.
And. . .
May the week ahead bring you joy and signs of the wondrous days about to unfold. Stay well.
“Ever felt an angel’s breath in the gentle breeze? A teardrop in the falling rain? Hear a whisper amongst the rustle of leaves? Or been kissed by a lone snowflake? Nature is an angel’s favorite hiding place.” ~ Carrie Latet
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