I am sitting overlooking my tiny little garden, in awe again at the wonder of the seasons. Pondering a fresh what nature teaches us about ourselves, our health and our lives.
Here in the UK, we have four seasons, something I missed in my years in Africa where the year was marked by wet and dry seasons with little thought to the transition in between.
Our leaves here are turning to flamed reds and oranges, falling to cover the ground. The branches of the trees left bare heralding the coming of winter.
But wait, are they bare? If you draw close for a moment and take a closer look at the branch, the new buds for next season's growth are already there. If you don’t believe me, go have a look for yourself!