Sunlight brought the taste of Spring but night-wind brings the smell of Winter, still clutching vainly to the Earth -a reminder to us that a promise is not a guarantee and that the pendulum swings both ways. Though progress is the way, the nature is cyclic; one must always return to the place they came from but no one does so unprepared.
And so my thoughts run this Saturn retrograde. The past returns but not solely for introspection and analization; the Waxing Moon encourages manifestation.
Consider the past, but remember the present; be whole as you plan for the future.
Throwing the Bones