. . . look pretty bleak.
Sad and discouraging, even.
Sometimes Mondays . . . (borrowing the words from The Carpenters) always get me down.
And especially after a weekend . . . after a week . . . like we've just had.
But, then. I walk into my living room and see this outside my window.
It is my larch tree. Glowing! Exuding magic and stunning color. Right there in my garden.
This incredible tree - a larch - is a conifer. But it is a deciduous conifer. Which means it will lose all of its needles once this stunning, golden display of today is finished. It will look absolutely dead all winter long. But in the spring? Lovely, soft green needles will sprout from its branches once again.
This incredible tree is reminding me that the garden . . . is a place for hope.
And I really need that reminder today.
It seems that Sometimes Mondays . . . are really about finding hope.
Keep looking, my friends.
“If you lose hope, somehow you lose the vitality that keeps moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you go on in spite of it all. And so today I still have a dream.”
--- Martin Luther King Jr.