I snapped some pics of the flowering quince in our yard this morning because I think it’s a good metaphor for this year’s transformational energy. A week ago this plant was all bare brown, skinny branches with long thorns. People and pets went out of their way to avoid contact with it. All of a sudden, it’s inner essence said, “It’s time” and hundreds of beautiful, passionate red blooms burst forth. Goodbye sere, thorny 2017, hello lovely, blooming 2018...and welcome!