promise

In the Dead of Winter – A Promise.

In the dead of winter - a promise

I went down to the lower level of the house this morning to water my geranium I kept from the summer. My first attempt at wintering one which I was encouraged to do so by my friend, Miss Marie.

When I got to the bottom of the steps and saw the brilliant red blossom on the dormant plant, I just had to pause for a few moments and take in its beauty.

In the dead of winter among the decaying leaves, a few buds were secretly working their magic — finally bursting to the surface — as a reminder that the spring is on its way – a promise that is never broken – for it always comes. It always comes.

Update:  After I posted this, I thought more about this pretty bloom. The plant is in my Joyful Pause Studio where I held my first SoulCollage® workshop two weeks ago. It was a wonderful success! Now I’m thinking perhaps this is the blooms approval of my studio and my workshops — and all the good energy from the ladies who attended my first one. She couldn’t help but bloom!

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