Today, I am thankful for rites of spring.
First the early season bulbs pose glamorously above the dreary brown mulch. Miniature iris, sunny daffodils, wild crocus smile despite the late snows and icy winds.
Then, the greens emerge - verdant shrubs, lawns, trees, fields, meadows and foothills show off their favorite shades.
Finally, other flowers step on center stage. Soloists and ensembles, alike. Each blossom ready to dance gracefully with the slightest breeze. They soothe my winter-weary soul with their quiet beauty.
For this blessing, I am grateful.
Photo: Daffodils, front yard (May 10, 2009)