Ahhhhh....

Is it a great day to be alive or what?? Some days the earth just whispers in your ear to feel immense gratitude for the gift of being right here, right now. And I do, how could I not? The weather is that rare combination of perfection for the human body; upper 70s with a light breeze, overcast but not raining. The air is thick with the smell of flowering trees and bulbs are pushing up and screaming color everywhere. Only a few insects are buzzing around, even the ants scurrying on the sidewalk are still a novelty. As we walked Garrett to school and then back again we paused to notice forsythia bushes, daffodils, a white pigeon. Walking past the church a block from our house the bells in the steeple started playing a sweet song. As we crossed the street approaching our house Juliana said "this was a nice walk mama". I breathed deeply, looked around and said "yes baby, it was a great walk. We are so lucky."