Today is Saturday. Outside, everything is still encased in snow. But yesterday I opened the window and heard the most wonderful sound. I had to share it with you. Tap on that sideways triangle up top, turn up your volume, close your eyes, and take a listen.
“There is symbolic as well as actual beauty in the migration of the birds, the ebb and flow of the tides, the folded bud ready for the spring. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter.”
― Rachel Carson, The Sense of Wonder
Indeed, we continue ever onwards,