Wednesday, April 10, 2019


Clawdia bird watching in 2015.
This morning, I noticed the tiny buds on the trees below my window and felt grateful that spring is finally arriving.  I think.  It's been that kind of year so far, with winter easing up for a day or two here and there before dumping us back into snow and storms.  Not always major, but kind of miserable.  So today, I've opened my windows, much to the delight of Clawdia, who jumped up on the windowsill to sniff the fresh air and watch birds flitting through the tree limbs and chirping to each other.

I was sitting near a window playing Solitaire on my laptop, waiting until time to take my friend Donna to a doctor's appointment in a few minutes, when a sharp breeze blew in and ruffled my hair.  My first thought was that I'm glad those were not REAL playing cards, which would have blown clear across the room.  Aha, another gratitude moment!

I've gotta go, Clawdia.  Donna will be waiting.


Helen's Book Blog said...

Gratitude is so important and I especially appreciate it when I find it in the small things.

Bonnie Jacobs said...

Well, I'm no longer quite as enthralled by the open window and the green buds appearing. By late afternoon, I was rubbing my itchy eyes. It's now POLLEN season!