Wonderful, breathtaking brilliant days... and the garden is a gentle and generous benefactor... always always gifting gifting. The red-winged blackbird have brought the rains in—I'm sure. With such probing songs—Conk-a-reeeee, conk-a-reeeee. Intriguing as their very onyx flight is. My life is so full these days, it is strange... full, and meaningful and bursting with life's sweet scent, like the flowers out in the little garden that hang like a fringe of jewels in their beds; wide awake under the gentle sun; serene, confident in life. I cannot be more thankful; more gratified.
Thank you for coming by my friend. You're all such treasure to me...
Be joyful in your heart
And may you discover every treasure there is to be discovered
in sweet little moments throughout your day.