I like to be up early in the morning and watch the sunrise. It’s life-affirming to see another day emerge from darkness as mother earth turns. Spring mornings often go from pink, to mauve, gold, or red as the morning brightens, as if a master light engineer is controlling the process.
I’m sometimes tired and discouraged by day’s end, but the morning brings promise of a better day ahead. Listening to the robins wake up, begin their cheerful chirping, the mourning dove calling to attract a new mate, and faint flutter of finches’ wings as they fly to the feeder are a tonic for emotional renewal.
I’m writing this blog to help me make decisions about my future. Each new day brings a little progress, and many more questions.
Summer flowers and future decisions are just around the corner.