Spring is coming ... a little patience is required

Honest Winter, snow-clad, and with the frosted beard, I can welcome not uncordially; But that long deferment of the calendar's promise, that weeping gloom of March and April, that bitter blast outraging the honour of May, how often has it robbed me of heart and hope?
George Gissing

I looked out upon the world early this morning, this ought-to-be Spring morning, and what did I see?

Snow, albeit just a smattering, a loose dusting as it were, but snow just the same.

It's easy to have your hopes dashed at this time of the year -- everything hangs so tenuously; even the weather is a frail what-if. As someone once said, 'Tis the time that God rewrites the Book of Genesis ...

This winter for us in Ontario was especially long, simply because it came so early, and seemed to stay so long. (Doesn't it always?)

But if you find that it is taking too long, just look to this beautiful picture, and in it see yourself walking in fields of flowers like these and see if that doesn't buoy you up.

As I've said here before, the sight of the first Trillium of spring can bring me to my knees ... so patience, dear reader ... just a little while longer ... patience.

Peace and blessings to you all.