Respecting the Seasons of our Lives

How I love a misty, drizzly morning like this one.  Each pine needle, leaf and petal balance crystal droplets that absorb dull light and reflect it into shimmering globes.  A brief traipse through the garden this morning left me feeling quiet and appreciative, humbled by the beauty that I so often rush past.





Forget-me-nots with raindrops



Solomon's Slipper with droplets

Sprouts pushing up through last year's dead foliage reminded me of nature's constant desire to renew and grow, to transform and to reach deep inside the hidden places to create something new.  Interestingly growth comes after a season of rest and retreat.



new hostas sprouts

I sometimes resist hibernating, I want to be productive to have something to show for my efforts NOW.  Ah, how much wiser to remain in tune with the seasons of life and to allow for times of retreat.  Sometimes it means a day apart or a week.  Sometimes those seasons may need to be longer.  Growth will come again perhaps slowly or in a beautiful burst of colour.

Forget-me-not

Honour your seasons of rest and of growth.

Thank you for visiting My Turquoise Kettle Life.

Savour today,

Sandra