I am feeling somewhat like this tree tonight: hanging in there and getting the job done, and maybe just a little battered.
And then there was this street tree on one of the daily walks we managed this week. As a harbinger of spring, it has managed to put out blossoms right at the trunk! So I need to think about blossoming where you have been planted. It's been an odd day.
Quite a while back, Issa wrote an early spring haiku. This is the David Lanoue translation from his Haiku Guy website:
spring begins as it has deigned to do for a thousand ages Issa Well, yes. . .