I've started my early morning walks again, actually started about a month ago. I adore early morning, watching the sun rise, and seeing fog on the water. But even recently, it's been cold in the morning - two days ago I was walking in 35 degree weather.
Today it's a balmy 50, with haze and some clouds. Perfect for a walk, where the trees are still thinking about budding out, and there are daffodils peaking thru the grass. I was walking along a river, turned a corner and came upon this beautiful wild apple tree.
The message I got from this lovely blooming tree was "yes, it's been a hard winter, but now it's over and I'm just going to keep on doing my job...blooming and making fruit. Next year the winter might be milder, or it might be harder and I'll still bloom beautifully and make some fruit".
Frankly - it was a lovely way to start the day. The right message at the right time. Excuse me while I go make some applesauce.