musings

A heavy spring rain is washing my window panes this morning. I love its sound as I drink my morning cup of tea. 

I sit and think about the days ahead. Days that will bring more spring rains, but also days that are warmer. 

Days to get out and explore country roads again. To go to places where I may have never been.

To smell the sweet aromas of spring and to know that what has been a world lacking in color is bursting forth again. 

Oh, the promises are there. I can feel them working there way into my soul, giving me renewed energy.