A Slow Start to Spring
Spring takes its time here.
Just when you think it has arrived, the temperature drops again. The trees stay bare longer than you expect. The grass starts to turn, but not all at once.
It is a slow unfolding.
Every year I forget this. Every year I expect it to happen faster. And every year I find myself waiting. But there is something about that waiting that I have started to appreciate.
Noticing Small Changes
You begin to notice small changes. The first day you do not need a coat. The first buds on a tree. The way the light shifts just enough to feel different, even if everything else looks the same. It builds slowly, but it builds.
I have been spending more time outside anyway. Walking through the yard, looking for signs that things are starting to come back. Not fully there, but on their way. There is a quiet anticipation in that.
It reminds me that not everything happens all at once. Some seasons are meant to stretch out. To give you time to adjust. To notice.
Value of the In Between
For those of us who like progress, this can feel frustrating. You want the full transformation. The color. The warmth. The feeling that something has arrived. But there is value in the in-between.
In business, in creative work, and even just in daily life, we spend a lot of time here. Waiting for things to take shape. Waiting for ideas to feel clear. Waiting for momentum to build. It is easy to think nothing is happening, but something always is.
Roots are forming. Direction is shifting. Energy is gathering. Spring here does not rush. It asks you to be patient. To pay attention. To trust that what is coming will arrive in its time.
I am still waiting for it, but I am starting to see it, too.
