The other morning I was on my front porch, busy planting flower-bulbs in small terracotta pots. With bats, ghosties, witches and pumpkins all around, it's not easy to think forward and get in the mood for winter-celebration gifting... But think ahead, I did, and so I set to planting. I've always thought of planting flower-bulbs in autumn as a small act of faith -- faith that these small brown things I place in the earth will burst forth and flower; Faith that, after the darkening days of winter, light will come forth again.
Above you can see a photo I took last December. I look forward again to this December when my freshly planted pots will boast green, budding shoots. I look forward to giving these sprouting gifts of faith and hope... bright and green, holding beautiful potential.