
I snapped this photo to remind me that Winter and Spring's tug-of-war will soon be over. Both March and the Groundhog veered away from their predictions. Winter has outstayed Punxsutawney Phil's early departure announcement and March is not going out in its customary lamb-like fashion. But the crocuses bravely announce the eventual triumph of spring over winter. The green shoots of these tough plants promise vivid blooms soon to come. As the weather warms, I’ll tidy up my tiny garden to show respect to the earth that waited patiently through this year's mixed share of snow, ice, rain, and wind. I know there are tulips and daffodils waiting to explode upon the scene. I’m glad they take more time increasing my anticipation.
The peril of winter and the promise of spring are a good message for the remainder of this time of year: endings, beginnings, death, new life, hope, and promise. The looming PSSA testing season clouds over the arrival of spring this coming Wednesday. Today I will make a valiant effort to focus on the present moment, giving attention to the students who need extra help realizing that they, too, will have their time to bloom.
The peril of winter and the promise of spring are a good message for the remainder of this time of year: endings, beginnings, death, new life, hope, and promise. The looming PSSA testing season clouds over the arrival of spring this coming Wednesday. Today I will make a valiant effort to focus on the present moment, giving attention to the students who need extra help realizing that they, too, will have their time to bloom.