>> Wednesday, April 21, 2010
I'm in love with this time of year. Just when the winter blahs seem to sink their teeth into my flesh for good, I start to notice little bursts of green. A hint of grass, some teeny buds on a tree. Before you know it the trees and flowerbeds are in their full blooming glory and my mood suddenly becomes much more positive.
To me, blossoms mean a fresh start. New year, new season, new life. Aside from being beautiful, there's something almost magical about them. Have you ever gone for a walk and a slight breeze picks up, showering blossoms from the trees overhead all over you? It's like a moment straight out of a fairy tale.