Everything is Blooming Most Recklessly

Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
-Rilke

Anxiously Awaiting Green

I have to admit, I’m not a fan of this time of year–the time when everything is drab brown, between the blanket of white and the explosion of green. I’ve been trying to find ways to appreciate this phase of the seasons but I just drudge around until I see those peeking shoots of green.
Come on Spring!