What a Wonderful World by Susan L.

  It looks like a warm, gentle rain fell last night. The coating of sand and dust left by the plows has been washed away exposing colours not seen for a long, long time. It feels like forever. The leaves on the trees across the road have exploded in the warmth of the last two days. Everything growing and new has an ethereal glow from a morning sun diffused and softened by clouds. Against the uniform backdrop of a gray blanket, the eruption of spring stands out even more.
  There's only a whisper of wind, barely enough to make the new leaves dance a Viennese waltz on the highest branches.
  How I hungered for spring! To see it here at last is a healing salve to eyes and spirit. The pistachio hue of the elms and poplars contrast with the golden touched cedars. The maples and ash are slower to leaf out but their gray/green bark only heightens the contrasting beauty of exploding new growth.
  The lawn and the dead trees out front are a sumptuous buffet of worms and grubs enticing devoted pairs of birds to feast. Their hop, skip, grab, a ballet of the ages.
  The house windows are open to blow out the last traces of winter cobwebs. The incense of nature fills the inside spaces: newly mown grass, water, the rich aroma of the earth. Delightful birdsong, the honking geese from the nearby lake fill the void left by a silent furnace. Vivaldi's "Spring" as performed by feathered virtuosos.
  Thank You, Lord, the winter is over.
  "And the earth brought forth grass, the herb that yields seed according to its kind, and the tree that yields fruit, whose seed is in itself according to its kind. And God saw that it was good." Gen 1:12