I’m beginning to feel like a broken record…

Sunshine.

Spring temperatures: 62F today!

Bear and Auggie (and me!) enjoying the sun…

Really. It is very nice, here.

Bear is loving the last bits of snow…I hope it lasts another several weeks!

Auggie…a bath in the sun.

The chairs celebrate both the sun and the shade – go chairs!

Sunday Morning

As I was making coffee this morning, I looked out and saw the rising sun reflected in Wild Thing’s windshield. It just looked like such a happy promise for a beautiful day…

And it was!

The rising sun hit not only the windshield, but a few clouds …

… and the vapor trail from a morning jet.

After breakfast, Bear and I took a ride in the Jeep – East on our road to Echo Lake.

The lake is still frozen and the scene was far more wintry than the valley. The sun was warm, the sky was clear and blue and we had a nice walk along the northern shoreline.

Sunday Morning.

Yet another lesson on perspective

March arrived in the same way that February left: Full of sunshine!

…in more ways than just the weather.

Last Sunday, I had a stomach bug. You know the thing…24 hours of misery during which I considered pre-writing my obituary. At about the 24 hour mark, the fever spiked, I broke out in a sweat and then…done. I took a shower and felt like I’d never been sick. I googled “24 hour stomach bug” and it says that it does not exist. Huh.

Anyway, onward. But, it kind of set the tone for the week and between this, that and the other I was feeling frustrated and annoyed and completely out of sorts.

Then I read the news.

And thought about my life.

And counted my blessings: BIG TIME! I live in a place where I do not have to worry about walking out in my yard and being shot or bombed or kidnapped, i.e. I am safe. I am warm. I have plenty of food. I have Bear and Auggie and good work. I have a loving family and wonderful neighbors.

There is more, but the point is that Life is Good for me and mine.

And there is sunshine.

I am grateful for everything. Mostly I am grateful that I have peace and safety. I seriously cannot imagine what it must be like in some parts of the world and I found myself praying this week for those that do not have peace and safety.

Perspective is interesting.

Mine shifted yet again.

It was a wonderful week and weekend.