It wasn't that long ago I was wiping sticky fingers off my truck windows and crumbs from the back seat. Now I find myself cleaning dog drool and sand from all windows and surfaces. Times have changed but the chores have not.
Its a strange mix of emotions that stir inside of me when I walk alone listening to laughter that still lingers in the blowing reeds and lapping waves.
Today it was 60 and sunny with no chill factor unless you put ice in your tea.
Fragrant steam rises
Palms cradle a porcelain bowl
They are driven by selfless courage the same as our human heros
I took advantage of this record breaking February weather and found a treasure trove of beauty and serenity.
Tomorrow will be better but for today, I'm missing my Rex.