It’s a beautiful time of the year, as we see one season end and another one begins. Yesterday on a walk we took this picture, struck by how it captures the two seasons side by side. In the background is a tree, yet to blossom. In the foreground is a sign of spring – the daffodil. So often, grief is its own difficult and dark season with no sign of ending, but at some point during that season there will begin to be signs of a new season beginning. Often, those two seasons will overlap considerably or even live in parallel for a while and it can be very confusing to live through. There’ll be days when you’ll feel both – the winter and the spring. As we grieve, there is something about observing the pattern of the seasons and how seasons come and go, begin and end, that can be a comfort and speak to us.