Trivial, yet is the most important

"The frost on the ground ferns looked like a delicate lace..."

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That which is the farthest from "news," daily life, nature at play, feeding children, people doing their jobs, considered not worth noting, trivial, yet is the most important.

This morning, very surreally, the tips of the purple clover stuck out above the frosted grass. Not poetic enough to describe it pretty. Like berries floating in sparkling milk? The sun has finally climbed enough to start defrosting. Winter is losing its grip.

One might say, one might hope, it's Spring in America . . .