I love this digital paper collage of the four seasons, understanding that our own seasons are certainly not limited to spring flowerbeds, falling leaves, or trees heavy with snow. My current, very tangible season involves saying good-bye to my daughter as she begins the journey of marriage. It's time to exit and enter. I'm grieving the end of one season while reaching for the next.
My heart is tuned to wedding preparations and the happy, mouse-eared couple (see previous post). My living room is brimming with gifts. I'm steadfastly trying to get things out of my head and into my task journal.