I stand at the backdoor with my latte, in the early dawn, and watch as two squirrels bounce among the wet grass.
The root of an old rhubarb plant is a massive and gnarly thing; I hope they thrive in their new bed.
They are the color of pink sherbet, and there beauty takes my breath away.
“In our mediocrity and distraction, we forget that we are privileged to live in a wondrous universe.” ― John O'Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
[day 99]