Today’s been an effortless, serendipitous flow of spring cleaning, getting the upstairs patio ready for growing, starting yard clean-up, and quality time with a gardening friend.
The patio this evening seems limitless in calm and solitude — sixty-three degrees, clear skies, the river rushes in exuberant abandon, and the bluebird family has returned.
Here’s to life’s unfolding wonder, and spring’s arrival.
May our hopes quiet our fears, and may we hold those who circumstance has put into the frontlines of caretaking in our hearts. May they receive all that they need: support, safety, and the goodwill and conscientiousness of every person capable of right thinking and action.
May wise leadership emerge, and may we learn and listen in this time of transition.
Until next time.