After 21 days of rain in May I was beginning to think someone had moved me back to Tacoma without telling me. I discovered something this morning that the rain had concealed from me. The sun, my trusty celestal wake up alarm, has been rising a lot earlier these days. Lo and behold was I surprised to find at 4:30 this morning to find daylight peaking around the room. A warm muggy night had turned into this soft breeze, birds chirping and morning glow.

4:30 is early even for me. But I had wandered out to the florida room (don’t ask me?) and lay down on the couch to smell the Spring air, and let the breeze wash over me. And take a snooze.

6:30 is all it lasted until I had to get up and go for my morning revival walk around the lake. The Peonies (giant blooming flowers and extremely fragrant which are a new thing for me) were starting to bloom. Cardinals and robins zooming about. Lean muscular urban rabbits darting across the path (more than enough green things to eat these days).

AND the pinnacle being a floatilla of ducklings with their mother.

I want to feel good
I want to feel god
I am feeling good
AND I am feeling god

Be well