You wouldn't know it today....

...but Spring is in the air!


The Bradford Pears have bloomed (shown here on Old Hickory Boulevard) here and everywhere around town, lining the city streets and speckling yards with what appears from a distance as ginormous vanilla ice cream cones.

When the BP's come out, I take it as a direct message from God. "Look what I can do." And also, "Hang in there just a little longer."

In 4 weeks (or less), the white blooms will be gone, replaced by green leaves but for this moment in time, we have this magical, horticultural phenom to enjoy. At once, it looks like silvery snow hanging from the limbs and a burst of Springy rebirth.

So on this day, I offer up a prayer. "Lord, thank you for little signs you send down that say 'I'm here.' And for all the ones we don't notice, I love big, screaming ones like the BPs on OHB."