John Muir said, “When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.”   I think the same may be said of what we see in nature.  This year the early blooming trees are particularly beautiful. Redbuds, Huisache, Plums, Bradford pears are a riot of purples and yellows and lacy whites against many still bare branches.  I notice them when I am driving, but I keep my eyes on the road for safety’s sake.  When I am walking, I often find myself at a standstill due to seeing one tree bursting with color and then looking up or to the side for some different flowering.  I feel they lead me to each other, all singing songs of fresh starts.