off to college they go




Ever feel hen-pecked by life? Yeah – me, too. With one red crayon, I could cross the last month off as a total loss and never look back. And yet . . . it’s good to remember growth pains are transitory. Stage setting. Nest leaving. Vista enhancing. Peace will be found. And lost. And found again. The feathered friends visiting my feeder show that each day.

my Sunday morning peace . . .
with some sugar and cream
it swirls back ‘round