Welcome home Spring, the season of re-birth. How much of a difference this spring then last..It is the time of re-birth at least for me this year. We go though many re-births throughout our lives, the complete change of someone lifestyle. Sometimes the birth is terrible painful, sometimes peaceful sometime joyous. What we do after is what makes our lives. This morning in the cool of the dawn I shall water the gardens, get out and start the strawberries, smell the orange blossoms on Roberts tree. and enjoy the fuzz butts, and my friends. Growth is in this spring, adventure is in this spring, healing is in this spring. ( Omg the re-cycle guys just came by).. I forgot to put the trash out ( Roberts chore even sick he either did it or made Joe do it) we all forgot. I run out there, and he waits for me.. then as he is circling the cal-de-sac he sees me running throwing more re-cycle away to catch him on the other side of the street. He stops gets out of his truck looks at the pile I tell him about Robert, and he helps load two more loads before he goes.. The kindness of those around us is wonderful.. to many that seems silly but for me it was almost too much.. it cleaned up the side I was afraid I was going to have to hire someone to remove it.. again. So knightly behavior goes to a nice gentleman in an orange vest,, who did not have to stop and help but did anyway.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 14:42:42 +0000
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