Ready for Spring

In November and early December before the snows begin, all that was green has turned brown and black. Leaves are gone or shriveled on the stems of plants, and everything has died. Or has it? When I look again at the weeds along the path there are seeds everywhere, waiting to be knocked off the plants and onto the ground to do their miracle when the light and warmth return. In this dark time I wish the same miracle for all of us. Maybe we'll even be able to do it without being knocked around too much. Bless us every one!