Right now, most of the lawns in my neighborhood are brown and sad looking. A few unusually freezing nights did damage to cold-sensitive shrubs. Only the bright green of fast-growing weeds breaks the everything-is-brown monotony.
At some point, the right amount of daylight, warmer temperatures, and spring rains will throw a switch and shades of green will suddenly appear. New growth will take over yards dormant, and the community will look so much nicer. I can’t wait!
I think it’s amazing God created plants that know when it’s time to go to sleep and the best moment to come back to life. Yes, it will mean resuming weekly cutting and trimming, but it’s worth it. A world alive with color makes me feel alive, too.
Cycles of brown and green remind me that I’m not always going to flourish or produce, either. Creativity wanes and waxes. At the right time and with the right conditions, I thrive, too.
Waite for it... 