Seeds are preparing to germinate, to transform themselves into something new. If you think about the nature of a seed, what a seed actually does is wait; they're patient. (Ok, listen, I’m not a scientist, and I’m probably getting this all wrong, especially terminology, but bear with me as we think about it). Its nature is stored, dormant, potential energy, waiting for the right conditions to begin the growth process. Seeds don’t want to start too early, or too late, but just at the right time. Once a seed sprouts, it’s no longer a seed, but on its way to becoming a plant. We have lots of seeds waiting in packets to be placed in dark nourishing soil, watered and kept warm. It still feels far away, but Spring is almost here. I can almost taste it (right after that pumpkin bread). The time when the snow melts, the mud is thick, the sun comes out, and things begin to change. It’s just around the corner.
For me, knowing and anticipating Spring makes me relish this snow-beauty even more, even in March. It won’t last. Today, snow is perfect.