I’ve been taking time this week to tune into the changing seasons. What you say? Seasons in the tropics?
Yes, *laughing* even in the tropics there are signs of Spring. Or rather, subtle sighs of change.

I’ve noticed that the Sego palms have sprouted a great tufts of new growth. Lovely gray-green fronds a foot high are reaching for the sky. Small babies at the base of momma are also pushing tender new growth.
There are a few trees that have burst into bloom this past week. One with dark green leaves and scads of bright yellow flowers, and one a brilliant orange. I’ll have to find out exactly what they are. And another I just noticed, not that it was totally bare before, is now sporting small, bright green leaves.

I’m sure if I looked a bit closer I would find other signs of change.

We tend to get caught up in the humdrum of life as we go to and from work or carry out our errands.

Sometimes we just need to slow down a bit….meander instead of rushing along….and take a closer look.