A first sign of spring to come is the crocus. In spite of bitterly cold temps, uncharacteristically high temps on other days, and layers of ice to push through, the crocus move ahead in their magic of unerring beauty. They are certain of the smiles they are bringing, the loveliness they will lay along our paths, and the truth that change is imminent. May we let their role as harbingers light a renewed love of life for us in the days ahead!
Only joy from the Diva,