A Fresh Hope

Today started out an over-clouded, wet and rainy day.

I like rainy days. 

No, really I do. 

But, I will admit, I was very pleased when I saw the sun peeking out from behind those grey clouds. 

When I could resist it no longer, I ventured out-of-doors to let the sun warm me.

 

I looked around at our small flower-garden plots in front of the house seeing that everything in them was dead and dried out.

At least that is what I thought.

As my eyes scanned all the debris of the dead branches, dry leaves and dirt I spotted something with color in it. 

A flower. 

A Crocus. 

Two Crocuses! 

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I did a hop, a spin and a jump.

I also yelled. 

But I was not going to tell you that. 

Although, if I don't, I am sure my neighbors will tell you first. 

So I thought I would do it first. 

THE FIRST FLOWERS OF SPRING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ask anyone in my family; I always go crazy at the first sign of Spring. 

I do lots of hops, spins and jumps ( I even occasionally yell).

I get so excited.

 I take pictures of everything that has a little bit of green on it.  

The first buds of spring always give me a fresh hope. 

A fresh longing. 

A fresh excitement. 

A fresh breath of air.

A fresh idea. 

A fresh song. 

A fresh smile. 

You get the idea.

At least I hope you do. 

Maybe you have no idea what I am saying. 

Sorry.  

Anyway, I am very excited about this first season of awakening.  And I am very much looking forward to many sunny days to come. 

Even though I do love rainy days. 

Really, I do. 

~Mackenzie Hope