Blue skies, green grass, warmer days. Spring is upon us, finally.

And with the new growth of Mother Nature comes a new growth in my writing as well. And I’m grateful.

I struggled with my own winter — I hadn’t really written anything in a while. My mind never stops thinking about it, really, but I just couldn’t put pen to paper.

Until recently. Again.

It feels good. The color’s coming back and new buds are blossoming. I’m gaining momentum and will make sure I spend enough time tending to it to keep it going, shining a light like the sun on the flowers with buds. Before we know it, they’ll bloom into something beautiful.