i thank You God for most this amazing

Good morning! I have a riot of orange blooms out front interspersed with the daffodils. The dog has felt the vigor in the air and has been anticipating a walk with more fervor than normal (or maybe he really needs to go pee). The past few years I have had a special place in my heart for the peacefulness of early winter and the settling of the earth into the season of Advent. Yet, one of the unexpected gifts that this quarantine has granted is the time necessary to really notice the glories of Spring. Over the past few years, the collection of Spring bulbs in the front planter has been a thing to notice as I backed the car out of the driveway or comment on briefly to my office mates. I didn’t necessarily need the crocuses to bloom or the ducklings to appear. This year--I do. 

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any—lifted from the no
of all nothing—human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

-e.e. cummings.