Mud season has officially begun.
Seasons are shifting here in northern Maine.
Last evening my husband called from his shop across the road.
" There is a beautiful rainbow out here. The first of the season."
I grabbed my camera and headed out the back door. How can an electronic device ever capture the fullness of God's creation? But I try.
I close this month of April with hope of spring.
Seeds lying dormant
Green presses upward
toward the Son.