I looked up the word beginning and it said the point in time or space at which something starts. Today is Easter Sunday and the sun is shining in Seattle. I couldn’t resist photographing these magnolia buds. I put myself in the background because I am tired and long for renewal. The darkness of winter fades away and the newness of light, beautiful light surrounds us and keeps us buoyant amidst the struggles of life. Something deep within always wants another chance to start over again and that same kernel of truth sometimes persists in moving us into towards a new beginning despite everything.