When the frost begins to fade away
it leaves only the remnants of what used to be behind,
and out of the clouds shines the warmth and love of the sun.
It runs across the land, traveling over even the most difficult of places
and with it, life follows. The branches, from whence the lively leaves fell,
begin to awaken. From their slumber, the trees begin to breathe.
The ground, once so cold, begins to come alive. Tiny strands of
a green so bright begin to explode from beneath the surface...
Stunning colors emerge followed by scents, that seemingly fell from heaven, to tickle our noses.
The, once sleeping, bear rises to the scent of honey bees,
dancing from one color to another, spreading life as they go.
Spring has begun....