Where Springtime Lingers — Donna Hopkins

I have time for a walk between the haircut and the grocery store. Walking in the city, it seems there are small surprises tucked in every corner and crevice. I am open to them all. Present and calm. I stop to peer into a window, and I meet Meredith of Secret Flowers; she is a floral designer and her workspace glows with the warmth of morning light. I am delighted with her sculptural designs. But the designs of natural elements are not confined within her space; the abundance of spring simply overflows into her workshop, along sidewalks, down alleys, onto front porches and the pavement of road, into the air and the sky and all around. I am reminded that nature heals. Again, I inhale prayer and exhale gratitude.