Promise is Everywhere

The black flies are out in force, and swarm about our heads, but we brave it still because at the same time spring is never more captivating than in these moments…the leaves lime green light up the forest with a glow. Delicate wild flowers are blooming in small patches between rocks, rotting wood, moss and dry leaves and fallen pine needles. Every step brings some new discovery. What is this small bent green thing popping out of the humus…what will it become? Promise is everywhere.