I was listening to the Wallflowers singing All Things New Again and I was really inspired to reflect, as we all do when Spring comes, how things are and where we're at and what has changed. I just got done moving. I have lost four friends since December. So much growth and moving on. I even felt the twinge of a Spring romance...
I love the place I am in my life both mentally and physically and I feel great.
When all this reflection was going on, I happened to be at the Missouri Botanical Garden... so here are some scenes of Spring as I saw them through my camera and a reveal of my new place (before picture) so that you can see where I am and then possibly reflect where you are.
As the song goes "...I'm am unpainted portrait; I am staring at a new sunset without any memories yet..." [full lyrics are at the end of blog entry]
These pansies aren't left over from fall.. these are fairly new plantings.
Cherry blossoms
You can see the forsythia springing to life
along with the bulb plants under the nearby tree.
It's like the flowers are singing "Spring!"
My new place...The architectural features are great.
Site of my new office where I'm typing now... 
The little details are great.
Look at the kitchen sink and cabinets.
HAPPY SPRING!!
Lyrics:
The Wallflowers: All Things New Again
New heaven over a brand new sky
New breed of wonder on the vine
Among the living
There is new promise in this night
New arms to hold back the revolution
New eyes to recognize what you've become
New blood to recover
A new will to honor all God's creations
All things are new again
Within and without
All things are new again
New shepherd roaming through the tall grass
A new temple rising through the falling ash
That buries the tracks
Of millions of boots marching in packs
Clearwater rolling thought the dam's collapse
Out to the harbor where they're sailing back
New flag on the mast
Without any secrets, without any past
All things are new again
Within and without
Sooner or later the ending begins
Just then it can be said that all things are new again
New ghost returning to the earth beneath the haze
New poets burning through the lines of every page
I'm am unpainted portrait
I am staring at a new sunset
Without any memories yet
All things are new again
Within and without
Sooner or later the ending begins
Just then it can be said that all things are new again
Within and without
Sooner or later every season ends
Then forever it can be said that all things are new again
