It's a dry, cold spring Monday in Michigan. The warm spring rains have eluded our part of the north country and it still feels cold. I'm still wearing wool turtlenecks and down vests. I unlock the door to the office early on Monday, put down my backpack and my eye catches. . .two wondrous white amaryllis blooms that unfolded over the weekend.
Wondrous flowers. Wonder of growth. How can it be that those dry, sometimes brittle bulbs that we plant bring such warmth of hope with their blooms! Here, harbingers of spring sparkling with their white petals gleaming against the glass block south windows. Spring!
