All around me, I see the early signs of spring in the Deep South! I am elated, as my extremities become cold in October and don’t thaw until March. The great warm up has begun. Praise God! For those of you who live up north, please forgive my enthusiasm! Your turn shouldn’t be too far behind!
My beloved spoke and said to me,
“Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, come with me.
See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.”
Song of Songs 2: 10-13