Say what you will about New England, some love it, but allot of us complain about the dramatic weather, myself included at times; but there is nothing quite like our change in seasons. I feel as though the older I get, the more magical Spring seems, year after year. Which is odd, because with most other things in life age has dissipated the magic a bit, but not with Spring. At times the beauty and energy it creates can be a bit over whelming as the colors, smells and old familiar landscapes take hold once again, familiar but also so foreign as winter slowly recedes.
I am fascinated. In awe of natures wisdom and truly never tire of it's show. Spring is a time for us to open up not just our windows but ourselves, as nature dances around us in this mostglorious time of year.
