Spring always comes to the cabin garden before it comes to The Blue Garden outside the House in the Woods. We came out to the cabin today to spend Easter break here, and the first thing I did was to inspect the garden.
Under the fir branches daffodils, primulas, tulips and crocuses are trying to find their way out to freedom. In the herb garden chives, mint, parsley and melissa is growing, ready to use already, the fruit trees have tiny little mouse ear buds, the roses all seem to have survived and the forsythia is bursting with yellow buds ready to bloom.
I walk around, removing the fir branches.
Today is Palm Sunday. The fir becomes my palm branches. The praise of spring and new life, a praise for My King.