Morning glory

Apple blossom

Apple blossom

I adore walking early on spring mornings. The air is fresh and crisp. The world is full of promise. Anything and everything seems possible. It’s gorgeous and glorious.

Last year, when I cared for my mom in her rural home, I treasured getting up at dawn in spring and summer for a bit of alone time.

I would sneak out of the house while Mom was still asleep (and before Caroline arrived to share the care-giving responsibilities), and take pictures of the beauty I found around me. Continue reading

10 Notes in an Ode to Joy

A beautiful accident

A beautiful accident

According to a happiness test I once took, I score highly on the “happiness scale.”

But I don’t often feel happiness. Rather, I frequently feel joy, which for me is a different and deeper emotion, and which can be evoked by the simplest everyday things.

There are countless notes in my continuing ode to joy; here are 10 of them: Continue reading

The Lost and Found

AWR we will be foundAmazing grace.

The words “lost and found” always make me think of amazing grace.

Not of lost mittens or keys or caps or a single red shoe. Nor of the “lost and founds” one must call in search of them. No.

“Lost and found” makes me think of amazing grace:

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me

I once was lost, but now I’m found, was blind, and now I see… Continue reading