The sun came out for a while and everything sparkled and there was so much green. Sometimes I fogret how sweet, simple things are just so rich and rewarding. Rain. Birdsong. I think I heard a Phoebee this morning. I didn't know they were in this part of the country. Sweet, clean, scrubbed and delicious morning. All is right with my world. I am deeply grateful for my many gifts and for rain on the roof.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Fresh new morning!
The rains came! How delicious and exquisite it was to wake to rain on the roof as I snuggled under my down comforter sunggling with Max. The smell of rain, the sound of rain...it is so comforting! The world seems all fresh and new this morning.
The sun came out for a while and everything sparkled and there was so much green. Sometimes I fogret how sweet, simple things are just so rich and rewarding. Rain. Birdsong. I think I heard a Phoebee this morning. I didn't know they were in this part of the country. Sweet, clean, scrubbed and delicious morning. All is right with my world. I am deeply grateful for my many gifts and for rain on the roof.
The sun came out for a while and everything sparkled and there was so much green. Sometimes I fogret how sweet, simple things are just so rich and rewarding. Rain. Birdsong. I think I heard a Phoebee this morning. I didn't know they were in this part of the country. Sweet, clean, scrubbed and delicious morning. All is right with my world. I am deeply grateful for my many gifts and for rain on the roof.
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