I sit outside on my hippie exercise mat and enjoy the morning sun warming my skin. The light breeze gently moves past my arms and says hello. The chorus of House martins, California quail, a rooster's crow, and whole litany of birds provide the soundtrack for this pleasant morning outdoors. The fragrant elderberry tree gracefully bud. It incites an anticipation for picking berries later in the season. For all of these things I am grateful.
The trimmed down grass creates a park and forest-like atmosphere to this backyard oasis. It's been a team effort to make that happen. John, Mia, Caleb, David, owners and renters together. I am grateful for the hard workers who helped to create this beautiful landscape.
Yes, they have cut the wildflowers down a bit. But the signs of spring are still here and my family and I are all in. We're identifying our local flowers: Menzies fiddlenecks, Wild hyacinth, Rusty Popcorn flower, Star gazers, Tomcat clover, Miniature lupine, Purple fairy lanterns, mountain pretty face, and so much more. With names like that how can one not be fascinated?
Spring awakens us to wonder and beauty. This is our school, our daily education. It’s natural, it’s awe-inspiring, and it's so easy to be allured. This is how I've hoped and prayed it would be. Life is school, school is life. God's nature speaks and we intend to keep listening.