Spring is opening slowly
here in the north woods.
Pale shades of green
are pushing up through the snow,
and blooming through the
gray-brown bark of the
slowly waking trees.
I almost opted out of this walk.
The temperature was barely above freezing.
The wind was fierce.
However, I am trying to adopt a new motto,
inspired by Micah, our husky friend:
Never turn down a walk.
Wherever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you joy.