🌱 Spring
Spring is a whisper before it’s a shout. In the early days, it’s just a soft swelling of buds, the hush of shoots pressing up through last year’s leaves. But soon, it becomes a full orchestration—ephemerals blooming in quick succession,
insects returning in their dizzying variety, and the garden vibrating with possibility. Spring reminds me to notice the small things, because they never stay small for long.
MARCH ON
But spring blooms have a tough go. They must endure the tease of warm air that just as soon backfires with a chilly night. I believe that is part of their charm… They march on even in less than perfect conditions.
a meadow’s quiet work: 5 Years in Focus
This meadow is a reminder that change is happening all around us — even when we can’t see it yet. Maybe all it asks of us is to slow down, pay attention, and trust the process of growth, wherever we are.
well played
Amid the plants I knew well, because I spent plenty of time around them last year, I was picking my way through them. Trowel in hand, I discovered two things.