early spring walk about

mornings can still have such a chill to them

the air is crisp

and the ground is saturated

the colors springing forth are vibrant greens

but there are remnants…

little reminders

bits and pieces of last year

making their last stand

before they finally fall to the floor of the field

and forest

and get swallowed up

with what is bursting forth

we've been doing work on the forest this early spring,

felling trees

carving trails

staking firewood for future seasons

yet seasons gone by

try to hold on

as if to say

don't forget me…

don't forget I WAS HERE!

don't forget how we laughed…

how I rustled in the wind...

and the living water it flows forth on Blessings farm…

full of an abundantly cold and snow packed winter,

one that held it's ground too long…

kept us shackled to our woolen ware 

and clinging to our steaming mugs 

longing for spring

but yesteryear demands to be counted

everywhere we walk…

new life is springing forth..

but the old growth..

it can be seen everywhere

It is in the pod of last year

that we find this years seed for planting…

yes 

in last years forgotten

we find our promise of a new tomorrow…

in nature

these little reminders from God are everywhere…

and will not be so easily forgotten

thankful to Jesus for the reminders…

of yesterdays gone by

of Opa

and Oma

and most recently

of our dear Grandpa…

who has also gone on 

we miss you all so much.

thankful for these little reminders…

and of the little hands and little hearts 

learning to hold

such very precious 

very BIG 

very important things…

yes

so very thankful indeed