As each winter ends, we are given a promise. This promise comes in the bright yellow hues of daffodils and forsythia bushes. The promise is heard like a whisper as the daffodils push out of the ground and the first yellow flowers appear on a forsythia bush. You close your eyes and go to bed one night, and when you awaken the next day, the world is bathed in yellow! A bright, cheery, sun-filled yellow that seems to light the way. While the rest of the natural world remains a dull brownish grey, these flowers herald in yet another spring. As the trees start to bud and other bushes and flowers rush to catch up, the color of the sun-imitating heralds seems to quiet a bit. Their job is done.

Each spring, I drink in those brilliant shades of yellow. They warm my heart and re-awaken my soul. Spring is here! The daffodils and forsythia seem so abundant that for a while, it feels as if that was the only color we ever saw again; it would be enough. But the promise is more extraordinary than even the most brilliant shades of yellow can express! Spring and its rainbow of colors have now truly arrived. The promise of spring is kept.