Fuzzbuds for Spring

With winter's coil slowly melting, the trees have begun to rejuvenate; life renewing itself after a 7th month dormant slumber.  Whilst first glance might give the impression of a fuzzy insect, these fuzzbuds are actually just another step in life's renewal.  Before too long, the metamorphosis from bud to brilliant green leaf will occur, and the weary poet will be able to sit a spell, daydream under the canopy of nature and create a soliloquy or sonnet to honor nature's mysterious rebirth.

"...Consume this hesitation of not knowing. Never doubt, Only walk forward. Love everything,
For that is why you are here."
Sakyong Mipham Rinpoche-Fortunate Birth