Forget Christmas, for the time being . . . spring has sprung, and it is the most wonderful time of the year.
Foliage is showing.
Flowers are blooming.
Birds are singing and clucking. The chickens are free to roam when we’re here to put them up at night. In gratitude, or perhaps because it’s spring, they are laying eggs. We’ve already eaten a lot of these and soon will be passing them out to friends.
Oh, and a little holiday called Easter is just around the corner this Sunday. What will you be doing?
I’ll go to church, eat lots of good homemade things, and take in all the beauty around me. In spring, I wake up grateful for every day.