Spring:Beginnings, Progress, Blossoming, New Life and Business, Rebirth
It always begins in darkness, burrowed down deep in the heart of being. Perhaps it is even unaware of its own beginning for it has not yet become self-aware. Stretching, growing, like a drowsy awakening from a long winter sleep it begins to push upward, forth. Every flower must grow through the dirt.
The very same technology that lulled the world into a endless hibernation was embraced by those perennial seedlings of the world. The diaspora of isolated little weeds and wildflowers began to use that tech to connect with one another, no matter the distance between them. They were diverse, and widespread - and they did not appreciate the dead and frozen world that had been left for them.