Good Morning, It’s Been a While.

Do you hear the birds?

Do you smell the morning breeze?

The trees are not yet unfurling their arch of green but bushes bravely poke their bursts of color  throughout the brown wood.

The garden is brown  with freshly turned clods waiting for planting… and it is green with oats waiting for the tiller.

The grass is too long  in the yard and the mower sits broken in the garage.

It is spring.

I hope you breathe deeply today.

I breathe deeply today.

I hope you sink your toes into the naked earth today.

I go barefoot all the time.

I hope you kiss the ones you love and whisper silly, lovely words that make them all giggle.

I do all the time.

It is spring.

Soon the trees will unfurl their mossy arches and we will sit in their shade  on freshly mown grass.

The tiller will sit in the shed and the garden with bloom green with seedlings.

And we will welcome summer.



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