On the upside, I am not the only one that has had her share of good luck. But when luck fails, those of us who are on the side of fortune do recoil. How could it be...
The day, here in the Midwest, is lovely. Something to take note of. Sunshine. Not exactly warm, but warm enough.
...For breakfast in the sun room.
Weather-wise, flower-wise -- there's progress. Real progress.
But I cannot fully take it in. It's a tough working day, full of distractions -- good and bad. At the end of the day, I point Rosie toward the farmhouse and the work day fades, the world fades, all fades except for this wonderful moment of quiet and sunshine and the two guys coming up the walkway...
...for a dinner of chili, made from last year's garden tomatoes.
La dolce vida?
ReplyDeleteI think pansies should be the official flower of April. It always seems that it's in April each year that we are all so sick of winter and even those of us who still have remnants of snow, see pansies poking up and what a delight they are to see. In a world so full of darkness and evil intentions, flowers are so necessary for our sanity.
ReplyDeleteoh, this post just sings of spring! I love how you embrace even the small steps toward spring.
ReplyDeleteNina
ReplyDeleteSorry, when I wrote my comments I was not thinking of the Boston misfortune. Actually when we saw the news here we were also shocked.
Thanks to all of you, as always!
ReplyDeleteNini -- I think to those of us who are lucky enough to escape such horrors, life *is* good. I never fail to think about that. And in my opinion, looking around, realizing your good fortunes -- this does not (and should not) take away from the compassion you feel for those who suffer.
Nina, I love how you can embrace the lovely details of life despite the low points that seem to have interfered. All the best to you.
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