A Taste of Days to Come

Early this morning, before the sun lifted its rays across the horizon, I caught my first real whiff of it. I’m sure you inhaled and understood too. Spring – it sent it’s fragrance through the air and lingered in my mind all day long. As I made my quick little trip to work, a red excavator effortlessly scooped fresh clean dirt from the side of the road. The bag of potting soil I spotted in a third grade classroom reminded me that soon there will be pots to fill with life and vibrancy. Sunshine kissed my cheeks as I navigated the neighborhood over the lunch hour. A woman, wearing pink gardening gloves, raked and trimmed her flowerbed to unveil the tiny yellow flowers peaking from the ground. Our park across the street from our home overflowed with activity; children climbing trees, mothers chatting as they walked the path, and young ones swinging and sliding with glee. Today renewed and invigorated my vision for the beauty of life; it caused my soul to stir with dreams of days to come.