Good Friday Morning -
Every year, it seems, I have a quick post about the spring flowers, and how they “do what they do every year”. This year, this thinking is on my mind more than usual. The spring trilliums have been especially welcome. Their simplicity and beauty is always striking to me, and the fact that they are both so transient - only here a few weeks every year - and so eternal - they come every spring, regardless of what is happening in our world, or how bad or mild the winter was.
They are on now, out in the mountains - easy to appreciate while social distancing.
But if you miss them, you’ll have to wait a whole year to see them again. And it’s a little more pressing right now, that “next year” is never promised.
Have a great weekend.