Spring has Sprung

I am so thankful that spring has sprung.  Of little faith I worry I might die before the sun returns or rather earth gets over it’s pout and returns to the sun.  It’s the blossoms that most move me.  After the dark and dreary the colour begins to return. Shoots come up. Bits of green appear.  I took Gilbert for a long walk today.  It was so beautiful. Thank you.