Change of Mind

The warm wind brushes across my face, and that is enough to convince me it's time for spring. The simplicity of nature is enough to reel me in. I look and see new buds on the tree that will soon bloom into a feast for our eyes but also a feast to the little bees coming out from a long nice winter's nap. I will miss the mornings that I would wake up and smell the fragrance of the crackling fireplace in the next room and hot chocolate. I will miss all of that but it will come again next year. For the last five months I have been missing the buffet of flowers and life for my eyes and all the sun and life in the spring and summer days. Its time for a change of heart, change of mind, and change of nature.