Sunday, November 28, 2010
And may I never hear the *skreee* of a raptor and not stop whatever I am doing to say "YES! Thank You!"
Yes is a pleasant country
And may I never drive down my steep hill when the moisture clings to the river's way and the spines of the pines pierce the cat fur blanket of fog, when their sweet heads are bathed in honey sunlight and not *gasp* in astonishment as that panorama unfolds before me...
Daily miracles, we but need to open our hearts to see....