Tuesdays's blog that I didn't post:

Amidst the greenery is the tiniest of buds on the oldest of trees. Two small reddish leaves, brand new, are standing like wings on the twig at the top of the tree. Leaning toward the brilliant white sun, the new growth defies the remainder of the aged branches below.  It reminds that even at the end stages of our lives, there is always something to create, offer, or learn; and with life of any dimension, there is regeneration.

What do you want to create? Where is there new life in you?