This year, the longer days are the only consistent reminder that we head toward New England’s summer – that and noticing the snow is gone. Occasional warm days are spiked with wind that reminds me that April (and sometimes May) can be fickle.
Yet I notice how quick I am to ignore the blessings of the day, to tune out what pleases me and pick at what is not working. A life-long habit, one that does the opposite of uplift (which is, at least according to my rhetoric, what I say I want to do).
Glad to share this, hope it does the same for you!
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