There is something different about the green in this season. Ever since the first trees started budding, even before young leaves began to uncurl, I noticed a shade of green such as I have never seen before.
I look at trees in wonder these days. What is it about the green? Does it seem more brilliant after enduring a long winter and dark night of the soul? Is there something different about the light? Or the trees themselves?
I might be tempted to research. Am I the only one seeing colour in a fresh way this year? Is there an environmental reason for such brilliance? Is there something happening with my vision? My brain?
But no. I choose not to be distracted by the why and, instead, embrace the wonder. I’m convinced I will learn something as I take in the beauty of such green with my eyes and allow it to touch me.
Occasionally, I’ve thought about trying to capture the green with my camera—either phone or big girl Canon—but I resist. Any image I capture won’t have the same impact as looking through my own eyes in any given moment and so, I’m sorry, I can’t share it with you.
You go outside and look for yourself. Maybe you’ll see it or maybe you won’t. Perhaps your eyes and your heart will be drawn to rough bark, smooth stones, or something else in this beautiful creation. Linger a while. Listen. Let go of the things that burden your thoughts and just be still. Just be loved.