Spring Day Will Come Again
Here are a few photos from this past weekend:
Again, something told me to just go outside. I've had enough living in my cave, so I drove myself to this spot.
As I'm looking at these pictures, the scenery looks quite gloomy and eerie. Winter might make this riverside look barren and dead, but one day spring will come. I know it will.
Soon hints of green will sprinkle the ground and trees. A fresh breeze will awaken the sleeping spell that casts over the wildlife.
So, to the geese that will return to for mating season. To the squirrels that will prance for their next meal. To the ground mole that will push its way above the ground for a whiff of air.
Spring day will come again.