A Twig and a Cloud

Peeking around the corners today.

Seeking out the color..the light..the something..the one thing that might be different and new. Everywhere - I look - it's all the same.

Somewhere betwixt and between. Not quite winter. Not quite spring. Somewhere in the middle of nothing. Or so it seems - today.

And then - there in the melting ice - a reflection. The faintest hint and tint of color. A twig and a cloud passing. The same old vision..in a whole new light.