Our world is now all green and growing

The trees are speaking to us and to each other, while they wake up putting out new shiny leaves.

Gifts are everywhere, beckoning us to stop and look and listen

Once more I was gifted with a lovely heart-in-the-making rock—lying there scattered at my feet.

A gift given to me through no action of my own, but to look down, and be grateful for this beautiful free largesse.

I feel so humble and joyful all at once.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda