The Emergence of Springtime

©Nicole Bratt

Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily and I must return the gift.
— Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass

Friends, near and far,

My wish for you this week is a precious pause where you might notice and admire the emergence of the small signs of springtime… the birdsong, the flowers, the tiniest of new leaves, tender blades of grass, the longer hours of daylight, and so on. What do you notice?

Wherever you are, may you find some delight, joy, and play in these early days of spring.

Much love,
Nicole