Spring Break

Into my life comes a welcome pause. A few days in between. And I'm starting them off on the deck.

It's a perfect spring morning. Birds are flitting and nesting. Dogwood is blooming. The door is open to the living room. The air is a perfect 70 degrees.

This is not a time of year I usually take off, these precious days of spring. Why not? Oh, too busy, I guess.

Meanwhile, the miracle unfolds, unseen. And I've been all the poorer for it.