Happy New Year, Spring – Seasons and Stories … Delsora Lowe

For some reason, for me, both spring and fall alwaysseem like the start of a new year. The changing seasons equate to changes inour lives.In my mind, summer seems to drift into fall, andwinter seems to drift into spring. Like the tides, winter teases us bysplashing up on the shores of spring. Just when we dip our toes at the edge ofspring warmth, the tide surges. Cold rushes back in. We