Looking Forward

This is the gray time of year around here. The time when we might get hit with a few more little snow storms but are just as likely to get hit with thunder and lightning. As I stare out at the gray it is hard to imagine that soon the color will be emerging from it's sleep. Even as I think about it I can start to feel the warmth on my arms and think of myself squinting against the, so far nonexistent, sun. I remember the burn that I will feel as I sit too long in the suns rays and that if we don't get the air conditioner soon it will be another summer of waiting out the heat in the basement. I am thankful for each season because each season has a purpose. I am also thankful that just as each season starts to seem a little too long it slowly comes to an end making room for the next display that our region has to offer. Soon there will be little colorless lumps on the bare branches. Just as they become noticeable they will pop with colors of green and pink and white. I am watching and waiting because it is coming soon, and I can hardly wait.