Today the temperatures have dropped and I even saw a few snowflakes, but yesterday was warm and sunny, and I was able to take a walk through the woods by the dam. I thought I was seeing old bell-shaped seed pods hanging from the branches of small trees, but a closer looked revealed that they were spring flowers, even if they were maroon. I don't know what kind of tree they are from, but they are all over the place in the woods there.
Maroon seemed to be the color of the day -- not just in the mystery bell flowers, but lower down, repeated in the trillium that is beginning to open.
"Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"
I've taken on a prayer practice of looking for the moments of light in each day, whether actual or metaphorical, and then writing or posting photos of what I find.