All illustrations are borrowed from Moonlight books.
The tree stands defiant. Covered in silvery up-thrusting buds, it is undaunted by the wind that is tearing the last dull brown leaves from its branches. In Spring these buds will plump and burst into magnolia bloom even before the first leaves dot its branches once more.
Here we are in December. The shortest day of the year has arrived and yet these signs of Spring are there. Telling us of what? Of the ongoing cycle of death and life? This cycle, in which we as human beings are intimately involved, affects us in myriad ways. Year by year, each in our own season, we feel the springtime of youth, the full flowering of Summer, the fruitfulness of Autumn or the slow decline of shedding and leave taking in Winter – each mirroring our individual season.