We shall be released

I was watching the sun shining on the ornamental pear outside my place. The buds are full and ready to blossom. Any day now, I thought.

The Bob Dylan song echoed in my head...

'I see my light come shining

From the west down to the east

Any day now, any day now

I shall be released.'

Like those little buds, so many of us are waiting for this at the moment. To burst open and come out of our homes. Play in the springtime.

It's not like we have been dormant, waiting, doing nothing. We've just been in another form. But ONE THING - we are ready. Any day now... Hang in there.