Branching Out

There it was, a new branch greeting the bright sun of a spring day, just poking out of a tree in my San Jose son's back yard.

Even that little insect on the left leaf wasn't bothering the twig. The burgundy-wine-colored leaves were flourishing.

It brought just a touch of joy into my heart. Everything strives to live, to grow, to be relevant. Even a tree. And I was thankful that it was sharing its optimism in the world with me.