I used to like Winter.

 

But now in this season of life as abilities and health fail, it's lost some of its appeal. Playfully shovelling a little sand with grandchildren on a Florida beach would bring its welcome allurement now, rather than the exhausting lift and heave, again and again, of winter's snow.

 

I am now more than ever in love with Spring - with all of its promise. The warming earth, the tight buds unravelling and beauty unfolding.

 

Spring! I think it's my favourite season.

 

- But again, at this stage, I'm grateful for any Season.