Lilac in bud

Gregii tulips showing

daily haiku

a quiet morning
peaceful along the valley
mist enshrouds new buds

Despite the grey days there are signs of spring creeping in. Crested wheat is showing in front of the porch and around the house. The tree buds are swelling, and tulip bulbs have burst through the soil with moisture from snow and rain.

Years ago I planted some red tulip bulbs in a flower bed. The bulbs faded out over several years. But among them was a lone yellow tulip - an ugly duckling so to speak. It survived and blooms every year. Today I saw the leaves once again showing up for yet another spring. It's survival instinct is strong.

I too have shown up for another year. In January and February I really didn't care if I was here or not - I just survived each day. However like the yellow tulip - I think I am ready to show up each day and blossom. I am, as I recently told a friend, "getting comfortable in my skin." I am not sure where that phrase originated but it seems to fit the way I feel of late. Maybe I'll wear my yellow Lands End sweater tomorrow!