Here is a friendly reminder that life is short—live it. Waiting for spring has taken every ounce of patience I can muster. Now April rains dampen my world, and misty mornings leave the muddy ground a squidgy quagmire that is best avoided. I rejoice because it is rain and not snow. I celebrate the daily temperature as it steadily creeps higher and I commend the brave tulips as they push golden-green leaves into the light.
The days grow longer forcing the darkness to recede and nature responds. Buds swell on bushes and trees, and the weight of winter lifts. It is time to sing, play and enjoy life.
What is the source of your joy today?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer