As much as we think we know all about the turning of the seasons, this phenomenon is still, in my way of thinking, an inexplicable combination of science, the natural world, and the creative power in the universe that is truly beyond our knowing.  Spring is a favorite season for me.  I marvel in the renewed life that abounds in nature and in me.  Spring is the evidence of things hoped for and the promise of restoration and renewal of life — especially after this winter of extremes and discontent.  It is indeed a resurrection from the dead, a display of the presence of a Higher Power.

I remain in awe that the seasons do turn, turn, turn, and I am thankful!

PS Heretic

PS:  I recommend scrolling through the photos as you listen to the music.