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.