Is spring not the best time in Louisville? This is why I love having four seasons. After a winter like this, spring feels like wandering into the land Oz – all at once the world is in vibrant technicolor.
Thank you, God, for the early responders: the violets, the daffodils, the drunken perfume of the saucer magnolias.
Thank you for the daily growing neighborhood of birdsong following us everywhere we go.
Thank you for the capacity of the world and each of us to be reborn.
For spring is a glorious privilege.