the energy is changing.

Walking the dog at 5a.m.,the entire town is sleepy quiet peace. I can feel the hint of Spring in the air , despite the recent snow. Green scent wafting on the breeze tickling memories of budding beginnings. Change is coming. Cell memory rejoices at the first twinges of renewal. Excitement for gardens and growing things stirring in my heart. Leaving the dark moon womb of winter and waking into the greening time. I love the change of seasons most of all.