The tress, they stand through it all A new fresh start every year Shaking off the winter gloom Green emerges, new life A new fresh start every year Blazing summer heat drips from your leaves Green emerges, new life A place for solitude and rest Blazing summer heat drips from your leaves Changing right before our eyes A place for solitude and rest You shed your coat of many colors Changing right before our eyes A skeleton of what you once were, strong and mighty You shed your coat of many colors The trees, they stand through it all
I take the same picture every year. We have lived in our current house for almost 13 years, and I have close to that many pictures of this scene. The blooming Magnolia trees on our block. I watch them closely, from no bud, to bud, to partially opened bud, to partially flowering, to flowering, to petals falling, to gone. This is the focus of my daily walk from mid March through early April. Checking in on the Magnolia trees. I’ve always looked forward to these trees blooming and found particular joy in watching them, but this year it seems extra important.
I need the stability of things in nature right now. I find strength in noting things that haven’t changed. The sunrise, the singing birds, the green coming forth from the earth, the blooming magnolias. In this time of uncertainty, Mother Nature reminds me to stay calm, to stay steady, to find strength in the rhythm of nature.