My brother gave me this wind chime over a decade ago. He had come for a visit and believed these pieces of sea glass would hang beautifully on my screen porch. He was right.
Last night, as I enjoyed dinner on the porch, Evan pointed out the glass strips hanging behind me were shimmering as the sun’s last rays of the day were streaming through them. What a beautiful image.
I realized that these are shades of spring I see around me these first days of May.
I have irises blooming alongside my driveway in shades similar to the glass.
“Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.” Gerard de Nerval
“Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come.” Song of Songs 2:12.
Yesterday as I drove into a big box store parking lot, I gazed upward as I got out of my car.
“I look to the hills! Where will I find help? It will come from the Lord, who created the heavens and the earth.” This day in shades of spring.
I helped bury a friend today. An artist of textiles, her work hung in the church, surrounding us with the beauty she created, and now leaves in others’ care. Shades of spring. Shades of new life.
Serving as crucifer, I stood just inches from the freshly dug earth where her ashes were poured from a clay pitcher. Whoosh. Gone to new life. Shades of spring. Shades of everlasting life.