The briefest of rain will remind of how red maple trees are trees and content, always, for not a single red maple tree you see, speaks a word of complaint, neither do they have questions nor answers to give, yet they live as though they have been told to live, with their red leaves bursting in abundance, in Spring, with patience, to the source of their concern.
The red maple tree in front of our home is slowly blooming. Its red leaves are slowly bursting out, a sign that Spring is around the corner. These trees are know for celebration, strength, protection, a steady helper for survival. The past two months have been rough both mentally and physically for me and today, I got the clean bill of health that I have long prayed for. As we begin the journey towards Spring, ideas of blooming are all I know and I look forward to begin to tell the story of the image you see, as it personifies why Spring is my favorite season of all, a time for love. Keep this.
Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 
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