tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60962936344592215852011-11-27T20:02:36.657-05:00"Sweet April-time--O cruel April-time! Year after year returning, with a brow Of promise, and red lips with longing paled, And backward-hidden hands that clutch the joys Of vanished springs, like flowers." - Dinah Craiklasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16369148366262892487noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6096293634459221585.post-69919922351099496472010-03-17T20:27:00.006-04:002010-03-17T21:34:36.864-04:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;">When the ball drops in the midst of freezing temperatures and post-Christmas melancholy we don't feel inspired to begin again. It is now...this time of year when we might really feel the first rays of the sun and leave the office wearing sunglasses because we actually need them.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;">In the days before "civilized" man adopted the Gregorian calendar to measure the passing years, the new one began in March with the start of Spring.</span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"> This is the time when the whiff of possibility and renewal carries itself across damp and fragile earth. It reaches delicately into the inner recesses of the mind and whispers, "maybe...". It dredges up hope and potential. Possibilities are limitless.<br /><br />Today, a co-worker and I were enthralled at the sight of a shadow work of art. Sunlight projected a framed image of a plant set upon a window sill onto the wall in the hallway and we knew that Spring had announced herself.</span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;">And so we begin again. </span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><a href="http://view.picapp.com/default.aspx?term=shadows%20plants&amp;iid=238548" target="_blank"><img src="http://cdn.picapp.com/ftp/Images/0234/78c484e3-09cd-4c7b-ba38-3b3087cb99de.jpg?adImageId=11376096&amp;imageId=238548" alt="Thinkstock Single Image Set" border="0" height="156" width="234" /></a><script type="text/javascript" src="http://cdn.pis.picapp.com/IamProd/PicAppPIS/JavaScript/PisV4.js"></script></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6096293634459221585-6991992235109949647?l=lastgal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16369148366262892487noreply@blogger.com0