Hope

I was out on my back deck this morning a bit before 7am. I had loaded up my stuff for the crop tonight and was standing there quietly.

There was a symphony of birds. The apple tree and maple tree and lilac bush are starting to push buds. The neighbor's lawn actually looks green (not ours, however).

And I felt some hope. It's been a hard week to have hope. I am easily affected by the afflictions of others. Some days I just can't listen to the news, afraid of what it might bring. So this week I needed some hope.


Thank you birdies.