Gratitude

It is a difficult time for me now, on many levels.

Still, there is much to be grateful for. There are two robins' nests on my house right now. One on the front porch light (which we now are careful *not* to turn on) and one on the light for the big garage door (that "motion sensor light" has stopped working for years now. Need to fix that, post-robin season).

The first hatchlings are chirping next  to my door. The parent robins are irritated (every year) at our comings and goings out the door, yet they still return (every year) to build another nest.

It was warm enough, after work, for us to have a glass of wine on the deck before the DH headed off to a board meeting, before I headed off to meet my mom. It was warm enough, yet not too warm- the wasps stayed away, though we identified their nests.

A few days ago, I had to replace all four tires on the Bubbemobile, but I saw a deer browsing in my backyard.

At my mom's house, I saw a Baltimore oriole, so brilliant.

My lawn is vibrant with violets, dazzling with dandelions.

There are clouds, yet the sun leaks through, like promises of heaven.

There are these moments of beauty. I am grateful