I always look for signs that a tree, cloud, or deep blue sky are working together. I think it is obvious that they speak to one another. These first days of Spring are beautiful; the wind is fierce today.

“After four or five grim wet days, cold and dark, suddenly bright spring – cold, clear blue sky with a few very clean, well-washed clouds. Thin and full of light. The wet earth is springy; green moss shows in the short grass under the pines. The frogs sang for a moment (but it is still cold). The buds are beginning to swell. A flycatcher was playing in the woods near the stile as I came up, and the pileated woodpecker, being combed, darted out, swinging up and down, over the field to the east.”

– Thomas Merton, When The Trees Say Nothing