Compassion. Joy. Love.

Somehow - I knew - that if I just dug a little deeper...I'd find it.

Color. Light. Beauty.

An indication...a sighting...another sign of first spring.

In the beginning - I found nothing. And then - only the slightest hint. An inkling of hope and promised possibility.

I got down on my knees and dug some more and pushed thru winter's last grasp and remains. The dried up old leaves. The dirt. The mud.

And - there it was. I uncovered just exactly what I'd come looking for.

Compassion. Joy. Love.