Nothing says spring for me more than perfect, new foals and lush green pastures.
Lauren says that spring is her favorite season of the year. Hard to argue with that as everything greens up, the pastures come back to life and the trees fire up with green leaves. All around the farm, new life is emerging. Whether it is the bulbs that push hard against the soil to make their way to the light, or the baby bunny we spot in the trees, the process of rejuvenation is upon us.
I have heard it said that the Eskimos have 100 words for white. I could easily find 100 words for green. The hues that lessen and deepen as my eye travels across the land is nothing short of a spectacular spring show.
I am reminded of an incident that happened when I was in high school. We came to school one day to find Budweiser beer cans tied on the branches of a trees. And what was the spring message from the hooligans that did this? The message was “this tree is in Bud!”. I will never forget that. I could probably even find the picture in one of the yearbooks. Maybe some of you reading this will remember that incident as well. Or perhaps you were even responsible for it. I always remember it in the spring as I watch the first buds appear in the trees.
Spring as the traditional time of rejuvenation offers hope and an opportunity to rebuild oneself. Spring is the time for the resurrection and new life. It is a beautiful Spring day in Texas and I am so happy to be a part of life.
I promise spring will be with all of you soon regardless of where you live. Wait for it. Embrace it. Rejoice.
As always, thanks for riding along.