Quote of the Day: from the poem
Such Singing in the Wild Branches
by Mary Oliver
Listen, everyone has a chance.
Is it spring, is it morning?
Are there trees near you,
and does your own soul need comforting?
Quick, then - open the door and fly on your heavy feet;
the song may already be drifting away.
This lovely award is from a new bloggie friend, Jen Daiker at Unedited. The flowers and the color are bright and cheerful, like this beautiful spring Sunday in Minnesota. After a week of grey skies, rain, and foggy mornings, the sun is out today. Glorious morning! I can smell spring.
Today, in the Brainerd lakes area, the temps are in the upper 50's! I took my first bike ride of the season around the little lake in town, then around the middle school and back home. I'm tired. Still, when a friend/neighbor called and asked if I want to walk with her and the dog, I couldn't resist. Spring in Minnesota in the middle of March is irresistible.
The "walk" was more of a stroll about the neighborhood, greeting the folks we haven't seen since October. The theme of the day was "Everything with Wheels". People were either wearing them, riding them, or washing them.
Came home, whipped up a batch of brownies and took a long bath. Ahh, that's what good Sundays are made of. (And, yes, I did remember to spring ahead with my clocks and made it to church on time with two of my boys!)
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