1. Daffodils. Narcissus. Sunny golden greetings.
2. Orioles. It’s too early, I know. Way too early, I suppose. But I dreamed last night of that whistle, high in the sycamore tree, of the oriole announcing his return. I can’t wait until that bright bird is back with us.
3. Getting it done. This and that and the other thing. It DOES come together, even when it feels impossible.
4. The goodness in everyone. Lately, my belief in this idea is being sorely shaken. In this election cycle, I have begun to let a deep cynicism about the motives and benevolence of others begin to seep into my consciousness. I want to continue to hold onto the belief that there is something inside each of us that can be touched and met. If Anne Frank could say it, I can at least do my best to try to believe that “in spite of everything, people are really good at heart.”
5. Towering clouds.
May we walk in Beauty! (In Goodness.)