Updated: Sep 4, 2019
I live in a tourist town. Washington Pass connects Seattle to our little valley and when that pass opens every Spring, the flood gates of tourism open and the locals scrounge to produce, typically while being grossly understaffed. It's hard to find good help, and while a lot of fun, it can be insanely exhausting.
So while we have maybe another week or two before Gandalf obliges, I'm doing my best to take in the little things. Our valley currently is full of flowers... Spring beauties and glacier lilies for days... followed by hills of balsam root. It's breathtaking.
Spring always reminds me of a song by Nichole Nordeman called 'Every Season.' Back in my Christian days, she was one of my favorites. She was the only artist I was aware of that ever openly questioned life and faith in her music. She wasn't threatened to ground her faith in her humanity, where I feel so many other artists (and their PR firms) are afraid to look anything less than perfect. Her recent Facebook posts on islamaphobia, helping Syrians and loving your neighbor, find me still a fan.
Anyway, I always found it a lovely song... You can find the lyrics below.
And you can hear the song here...
Every evening sky, an invitation To trace the patterned stars And early in July, a celebration For freedom that is ours And I notice You In children’s games In those who watch them from the shade Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder You are summer
And even when the trees have just surrendered To the harvest time Forfeiting their leaves in late September And sending us inside Still I notice You when change begins And I am braced for colder winds I will offer thanks for what has been and what's to come You are autumn
And everything in time and under heaven Finally falls asleep Wrapped in blankets white, all creation Shivers underneath And still I notice you When branches crack And in my breath on frosted glass Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter You are winter
And everything that’s new has bravely surfaced Teaching us to breathe What was frozen through is newly purposed Turning all things green So it is with You And how You make me new With every season’s change And so it will be As You are re-creating me Summer, autumn, winter, spring
Happy Spring. :)