Will the groundhog see his shadow?
I try to appreciate and enjoy each season.
The trees start budding and the flowers start blooming. The grass is turning green. Such beauty comes with Spring. It’s a time of birth and renewal. The birds are singing. The wind chimes are chiming. Baseball season starts. The only negative thing about spring, it comes with pollen and allergies.
It’s a time of growth. Many have beautiful gardens and flower beds. I have pretty palm plants around the pool. School is out. Summer baseball. Grilling. Vacation. Beach. Swimming. Shorts & flip-flops. It’s a laid-back season.
It’s harvest time. I love the first crisp breath of fresh air, after a hot summer. The leaves on the trees change to beautiful colors. Bonfires, football, and pumpkin spice everything. I love to decorate my house for fall.
I’m going, to be honest, it’s hard for me to enjoy winter. The daylight hours are shorter. As I look out, I see the trees with no leaves, the grass is brown, it’s just not pretty. It’s drab. Everything is dead, except for the pine trees, here in the piney woods of Texas. It’s a time of pruning, making room for the new. By the way, I need to prune my rosebush. I did last year, it grew and was more beautiful than ever.
I’m trying to look at the positive things about winter. It is a time where we stay inside more, therefore, spending more time with family. It’s a time that I read more or binge on Netflix with my husband. I rest more in winter. I know we must have winter. It kills the bugs, my husband says.
We have different seasons in life too. The winter season, the pruning, the cutting off, the dying to self, winter is always the hardest for me. The drab times are not fun. It does make me appreciate when spring finally comes. The renewal, the rebirth. The summer for growing, watering and learning. Then enjoying fall harvest. Just as the farmer enjoys his harvest, he does a lot of hard work to get there. Life isn’t always easy.
I have read this verse many times. I have always “gotten” the part about cutting the branches off that doesn’t produce fruit, but this time the second part of it really spoke to me, he prunes the ones that do bear fruit so they can produce more. Wow!!
Like my rosebush, it make us better to be pruned.
So for now, whether the groundhog sees his shadow or not, I’m going to try to enjoy this season, for however long it lasts.
Enjoying the simple life,