Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.


Nature doesn't rush,
Yet everything is accomplished.  ---  Unknown author but found by the Big D


In the middle of every month I come to a place of total exhaustion. Now is the time for rest. I try hard to ignore all those things that didn't get done and I try to empty my mind of all that still needs to be done. I want to linger in these promises of warm days and relax myself in the faith that the season has turned.

This the lull in the month and the lull between seasons. The snow has finally found another place to dump and summer is just waiting to fill the region with bounty.