Musing Unsaid

Love to you all. Things are going real 'swell' here by the rivers, the garden is looking even more beautiful and there have been improvements galore to the interior and exterior of our wonderful corner of creation. Spring is on it's merry way and it is a bit rainy tonight however, so we might give the disco a miss. Allow me to indulge myself, if you will, and say this: that mothers are the most wonderful, kind and caring of us all. God bless you and keep you from harms way, bless the light that shineth upon all creation- great or small, we all count and we are all important and significant. And in the dark night shineth an everlasting light; The hopes and the fears of all our years we greet with morning flight; Birds do sing, and songs may bring more gifts as we do right? Sheritra x