Lesley Irene Shore

Lesley Irene Shore

Spring’s Rebirthing

Spring’s Rebirthing

Cool air caresses my cheeks as I enter the woods. A scurrying sound alerts me to a squirrel’s dash out of harm’s way, up a tree. I make my way down a well-worn trail that weaves through scraggly bushes and around sturdy trees. Tree buds swell, explode into leaves....