I have been far too busy to write anything but work, but some moment, when I was buried in Proposal Land, spring started to birth. I will have a bit of a break over the weekend and next week, and lots of beauty to share. But for now, please accept my humbling offering in the spirit of the end of winter.
Spring in Colorado makes me smile.
Quote of the day: “The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, and everything shines with a fresh, colorful glow, making you forget that anything as cold and harsh as winter ever existed.” — Richelle E. Goodrich
Daily gratitudes:
Sunshine
The blanket Tamara left me
Tequila when it’s needed
Seeing the light at the end of the tunnel
A trip in the offing
And that I am so happy about marrying Michael. When I married the first time, I really wanted to get married, and I was with ex-Pat, so we got married. This time, I want to MARRY MICHAEL. Perhaps it sounds like a fine difference, but it is hugely fine and makes me radiate peaceful delight when I consider it.
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March 18, 2015 at 10:41 pm
Ilene 'issy' Kilbride
Awww! I’m so happy for you!
March 19, 2015 at 7:11 am
Cecilia Mary Gunther
Peaceful delight.. a wonderful pairing of words! and daffs.. nothing showing here yet so i will be looking forward to more of your not so humble offerings!
March 27, 2015 at 11:40 am
So Does That Mean I'm Southern
Love the daffodils – Spring never double crosses us and does arrive when we need it the most!
March 27, 2015 at 1:19 pm
waywardbound
sounds like love to me i can almost hear you smiling when you write about MLK
April 5, 2015 at 8:26 pm
Seasweetie
So good to hear from you, waywardbound.
March 27, 2015 at 1:22 pm
waywardbound
MKL 🙂