Thursday, 11 March 2021 14°C. Water poured off the roof as the pile of snow melted. The red-winged black birds flew into the neighbourhood, their song in these parts announcing Spring. The turkeys chasing each other around the yard. The sights, the smells, the sounds. Even if but for a day, hope has been ignited […]

Oh Mother Nature, the tiny glimpse of spring today is a beacon of hope — Creativity is the calling of the soul