Fingerprint Friday was started by Beki, at The Rusted Chain. It was inspired by the song by Steven Curtis Chapman that contains the line..."when I look at you, I can see the fingerprints of God." To participate or to find all of the blogs that participate, go to Fingerprint Friday post on Beki's blog and follow the instructions.
If you read my last post, then you know that I suffer a bit with the winter doldrums.
So, in February I always begin looking for little signs of spring.
Something to give me hope that winter will soon be a thing of the past.
February might seem a bit early to be looking for spring but there are a few signs to be found.
Pitchers and catchers report for spring training February 17-18.
NASCAR officially opens this weekend at Daytona.
Robins are all over my yard feasting on an abundance of juicy earthworms, thanks to all the rain.
And each year my heart begins to sing when I spy a true harbinger of spring: the teensy, bright yellow blooms of our Weeping Winter Jasmine (Jasminum nudiflorum.)
In NW Georgia it always begins to bloom in the first week of February.
I know, because I mark it on my calendar...every year...faithfully.
Ice, sleet, snow and below freezing temperatures don't bother it at all.
The tiny blooms are about the size of my thumb nail and are very delicate as you can see.
It is like a tiny bit of spring in the bleak, mid-winter month of February.
To some it is only an early blooming, flowering shrub, but to me it is hope...
and when I see it, I see a beautiful fingerprint of God.
Hope you have a really good Friday and be sure to stay warm, we're expecting snow tomorrow.
It is still winter, you know!