So much* depends on the first buds of Spring and the delicate tendril of a silk spider web that connects one to the other, catching the precious rays of the new season and all the wonders and bounty it has yet to offer.
* My friend Traci said farewell to her companion yesterday. I am in awe of her courage and strength and marvel at the resilience of her spirit. What a gift Chloe gave to her, crossing The Rainbow Bridge in Spring when the world is turning bright and wondrous and each day can be a reminder of all the walks and memories they shared. I hope that each bud and blossom yet to come will offer Traci the consolation and love she needs to get through this difficult time, and that the memory of Chloe running through the sunshine and grass, staring up at her tree at the squirrels who may or may not have been there will ease her heart and keep her spirit open to the joy and magic of this world.