221: Gratitude

I have so many blessings in my life.  I could sit here all day — maybe all week or all month — listing them, each one more than likely leading to another.  Blessings are like that, building one upon another.  I do like to take a moment a few times daily to give thanks for some of those gifts.  It keeps things in perspective, putting the joys of life ahead of any perceived negatives (which sometimes turn out to be positives).

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210: Sun worship

(A robin soaking up the sun.)

I can understand it.  Sun worship, that is.  There has been some form of it throughout various cultures, throughout recorded history.  After a long, cold, mostly cloudy winter, and a spring that has brought snow, rain, and mostly cloudy days, nothing perks things up like a day of sunshine.

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204: Running out of words

It’s pretty amazing how quickly and efficiently life reasserts itself when it’s time for it to do so in the spring.  Plants and trees that barely had buds on them yesterday have leaves and in some cases, flowers today.

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203: Close-up look at spring

(Maple tree pink fuzzies.)

When the April wind wakes the call for the soil, I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and, as I follow through the fresh and fragrant furrow, I am planted with every foot-step, growing, budding, blooming into a spirit of spring.

~ Dallas Lore Sharp, 1870-1929

It’s a fine spring day here in the Bogs.  The birds are singing, the sun is shining, and buds, blossoms, and flowers are popping up all over the place.  The maple trees are bursting with these pink fuzzy things (flowers? seeds?), making them look as though they are flowering.

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