John Muir said, “When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.”  This year the early blooming trees are particularly beautiful. Redbuds, Huisache, Plums, Bradford pears are a riot of purples and yellows and lacy whites along with still bare branches. When I go for a walk, I often find myself at a standstill, stopped in my tracks at the sight of one tree bursting with color.  A turn of my head brings more flowering.  The trees lead me to each other, all singing songs of fresh starts.

2 thoughts on “Connections

  1. Connected is such a good thing. Oneness begins in our sight and our taking in all there is. “Songs of fresh starts” is a beautiful response. thanks.

    And may the “knee bone connect to the leg bone — oh hear the word of the Lord.”


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