Watching my son’s reaction to the landscape as it emerges from the barrenness of winter and flourishes with verdant color is a study in the observance of wonder. Wide-eyed, he embraces the warm air, the whisper of trees as their string leaves stir in the wind, and the feel of fresh grass between his fingers. He has, since birth, adored being outside and the climbing temperatures and longer days have delighted him to no end. A one year-old in Springtime is a true blessing and will lead even the most jaded, science-minded individual (like yours truly) to consider the possibility of something greater at work.
