curly willow

i can feel spring. actual warmth, upturned faces of daffodils, the creek rushing...a time of year to bring the outside in. first thing in the morning instead of music, i can worship along with nature. if i open the window at just the right time, a veritable symphony begins and i can sing along. at night, the owls and frogs bring their own rhythm so that my day feels literally wrapped in praise from start to finish.
making a "boquet" out of curly willow is also a fun seaonal way to spruce up after a long winter. to my surprise, this bunch here--even without water--began to sprout buds of green leaves in my room! harbingers of longer days, speak to me of hope!