Dormant beneath the leaves, rest in slumber. Peace.
Winter solstice will give way to spring and in it hope. Life.



The change of seasons gives us new expectations.
Patience holds the virtue of hope. Spring will come not on a day but through the change as sprouts reach upward, change to blossoms and share their color, fragrance and joy.

The angel that graces my flower bed waits in peaceful expectation. She is beautiful, weathered, yet steadfast.  In spring surrounded by lilac and later in summer lazy susans, but today she enjoys the solitude of winter and looks forward to the change of seasons.



What will this seasons expectations bring you?