It's a lovely time to start a long walk north. Hiking in the crisp morning air is refreshing. And although most of the forest is still sleeping, with long-needle pine, rhododendron, and mountain laurel providing the only splashes of green, there are signs of life.
Today I was greeted on the trail by a blue jay, and his friends have been busy sounding off in the surrounding trees. A monarch was fluttering around camp. And some early-blooming flowers have made their presence known. Violets are scattered everywhere; yellow and purple trilliums are opening; and plenty of low-lying white flowers are fighting for the sun. My eye has particularly been caught by a small white flower on the cusp of blooming. It looks similar to a daisy, and boasts greenish-purple leaves reminding me of miniature versions of those found on a oak tree. I'll have to look them up when I can, or perhaps leave that sleuthing to all of you.
Water is flowing freely as well, supporting all this new life in abundance. Seasonal springs are gushing, and where they emerge from the heart of a mountain small oases of moss, fern, and mountain laurel thrive.
This water in plenty is a tangible reminder of God's provision. And all of the awakening new life is a reminder for me of our hope and new life found in Christ. As Spring begins to arrive in full force, my excitement for the next few weeks on the trail is close behind.
Today I was greeted on the trail by a blue jay, and his friends have been busy sounding off in the surrounding trees. A monarch was fluttering around camp. And some early-blooming flowers have made their presence known. Violets are scattered everywhere; yellow and purple trilliums are opening; and plenty of low-lying white flowers are fighting for the sun. My eye has particularly been caught by a small white flower on the cusp of blooming. It looks similar to a daisy, and boasts greenish-purple leaves reminding me of miniature versions of those found on a oak tree. I'll have to look them up when I can, or perhaps leave that sleuthing to all of you.
Water is flowing freely as well, supporting all this new life in abundance. Seasonal springs are gushing, and where they emerge from the heart of a mountain small oases of moss, fern, and mountain laurel thrive.
This water in plenty is a tangible reminder of God's provision. And all of the awakening new life is a reminder for me of our hope and new life found in Christ. As Spring begins to arrive in full force, my excitement for the next few weeks on the trail is close behind.
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