Renewal and resurgence

The crab apple tree that, for the last few years, I was considering having taken down has bloomed in profusion in spite of the cold wet spring and all the taller trees around it. The blossoms are a stunning rich deep pink and there are masses of them. I am overjoyed. My mother planted the tree and it is a lovely memorial to her as is the holly at the back door. I feel the tree is giving me a message to start blooming again and to use the limited time I have left in appreciating and sharing the beautiful and the good in this world