It isn’t surprising to consider that autumn is the colorful month - trees and shrubs go through all sorts of transitions, often with a staggering array of colors. What I hadn’t realized until this year was that spring replicates the palette of autumn.
Oh, yes, not exactly, I can see that. There’s a greater emphasis on hues of green and yellow rather than the deeper earth tones of the fall. In fact, as I looked around me this morning, I was shocked by the intense array of yellows and greens with the occasional orange or red thrown in.
All of which gets back, as it almost always does, to the blessing of being able to walk among the trees as they come back to life. I felt the need to walk slower, more lightly. Reverent. Yes, we are blessed.