Rekindling a love for the seasons

I wonder if we have lost our connection with the seasons of life.

Have we elevated some as more worthy or desirable while the ones we want to avoid are hidden away out of sight?

As if we think we can master time or know better than the seasonal cycles…

Here, the astonishing abundance of the hazel is expressed distinctly in each season.

And who would want to miss this glorious colour, even though we only have it for a few days?

What are we wishing away?

Pause. See differently. Re-story 🌿