Spring has a way to bump us, to revive our outlook and to pay attention to life, often so beautiful and always moving on.
The loss of Judy, a life long friend, and a golden anniversary bumped us too, and sent us looking through shots of the old days.
We picnicked in a clearing in the southern Indiana woods where we would soon build a home. We were practically kids, I think, as I look back...
It turned out to be quite a good garden and gave us the itch for "land," and getting closer to nature.
Back in our more hearty days, even Indiana winter didn't stop us watching grill master Dave and his red weber.
No doubt you are struck by how impossible it all seems, this advance of the calendar. So, as my dad used to say, "make the most of each day," indeed, take it all in, and with a sense of joy.
speaking of taking it all in
I wish all US citizens, regardless of tilt, would sit and read the Mueller report. Forget the shill you've heard from you know who and his apologist. Read the report, read the details, read the facts.
It's clear federal prosecutors and members of the house have. The investigation has legs, and no amount of bs or lies will change that.
With the color, the return of longer days, a brighter sun and the sense of rebirth, it's clear why spring has been, since ancient days, a time of celebration and renewal. So, take it all in. Take it deep within. These are days to celebrate life.
See you down the trail.