We may complain a lot about all the gray skies here in Seattle. Winter may run into spring with such blurred lines that it's nearly impossible to tell when one ends and the other begins. It may seem that the warm weather will never plant its feet down to stay, but for quick visits here and there. An artist's eye, however, cannot help but appreciate the inherent beauty composed in the sharp contrasts of a Seattle spring. The gray backdrop only serves to showcase the vibrant colors popping up in and around the city. There's an anticipation that stirs in all of us. Sunshine, warmth, longer days are coming. Seems to me that this is one of nature's many ways of pointing to something greater. A greater hope to come. And so our hearts swell with expectation, and Easter approaches.