Greening Up

All the posts that have appeared here since March have come to this, the beautiful softness of the forest. The soft greens began on the forest floor with a sedge here, a fiddlehead there, and then they climbed into the understory, coloring the hobblebushes, elderberries and honeysuckles. Now they have climbed into the trees, that beautiful softness of spring. It’s like being enveloped in a green mist sometimes, and I suppose I first noticed it in this place when I was what 6, 8, 10 years old? I can’t remember how old I was but I do remember the softness, and the love I had for it. Of all the changes I’ve seen, that love has remained unchanging. It has stayed with me through all of my life and it is here now as I look at this photo and remember being in this place just the other day. If only all children could grow up in such a paradise and fall in love with life early on. But not all of it is green. This beautiful thing stood by while I took that previous photo. I think it was an…