Wind and rain tempers the receding snows...

Ice and frigid chills abate, revealing tufts of sleeping grass.

The early frosted Spring awaits, giving hope to rebirth and coming of warmer climes.

Days lengthen and the rising sun gathers with excitement in the early eastern sky, only to wane with us a bit longer still.

Rise up and signal with beating heart and depth of breath, yet do not mourn for Winter's impending demise.

She only sleeps to give way to her fragrant and vibrant sister. Nourished by the melting snows and destined to revive the spirit.

Come yet, Spring, the hearts and flowers grow.