Oh Thank You For Waiting

While we were still in Seattle, we heard reports of a longer-than-usual rainy season in our desert town.  My heart held a little hope that Spring would wait for us to return.  Sure enough, we arrived just in time for a deeply-flowered, grass-where-we’ve-never-seen-it Spring.  We played and hiked and camped and climbed and made cakes just for the sake of adding edible flowers.   I keep a plate made by a new friend in the center of our table, reminding me of new life and of special grace over the unique Winter.  Also, I found my first wild chamomile, thanks to a foraging neighbor, and happily dried it with mint for tea…We didn’t miss a thing.