Sara’s teacher at school saying she’s wonderful with her words but far more deeply with her eyes. It’s fun to see someone love the one I love.
My husband remembering I’d need an umbrella on the way home. Having someone else to worry about me besides me.
A woodpecker drilling into phone pole. Futile? A fat black lab frisking in a long puddle on a walk. Red winter berrys dripping with water on foggy morning. Gardens wet with winter, ready for spring.
A morning. A walk. A blessing. My God.