Something’s Up

The cotton-candy Redbud sparkles and the tiny-white clouds of dogwood flowers peek through the gray, leafless Piedmont hardwood, summoning all of us to see: something’s up; a new season is coming.

So, welcome, Sabbath-day, chilly Lenten days in the Carolinas; the calls to worship and the hymn-singing from country-chapel and store-front-gathering; from city cathedral, and suburban assembly; the same Message resounds throughout our leafless, gray hardwood days: something’s up; a new season is coming.

— M. A. Milton