I am thrilled to wake to the sound of rain and two kitties, now cats, asleep on my feet. I wake perky, and Bella gets up with me, but Tiger prefers to sleep with Steve and moves over to his feet. Bella and I think it is the perfect morning to be up early. I feel well-rested. Well, yes, you might say. I had quite a bit of well-needed sleep.
I have a rose here that is enormous. Since it is a Peace rose, I am hoping it is an omen of what is coming. There are peace marches all over the bay area tonight. I'll see if I make it to one. I have quite a bit to do, but my rose is a reminder of what can be. It is an explosion of huge petals in pale yellow. I have a soft, ruffled sun scenting my space.
Mitchell Louis is home now after months in the hospital, and his parents posted this in thanks to all the help and gifts they have received.
Galatians 6:9
Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
"If there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life, as in hoping for another life, and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life."