Nordic spring

Soil, nutrients, microbes - life never quits

Forty years of living in this climate and I’ve never loved it like this.

Memories of the texture, the scent of the soil after rain or late-season flurries, then the cascading rhythm of greenery, perrenials, everything.

With a faint glimmer, syncing with a beat that is barely audible yet felt deeply.

What I’m trying to say is I feel it.

Hope you do too.