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It was so nice to wake up to the sounds of spring this morning, thinking that I would be carried down river with all the rain last night. I opened my eyes to bright sunshine and listened to the sounds of birds. Whatever horrible, self loathing, pitying thoughts I had about my life, work, family, ability to get things done, messy closets, unfinished projects, not started projects, were instantly gone. I now had visions of lazy summer days. I was tan and 10 pounds lighter ,serving cocktails and hors d'Oeuvres on my porch. Kayaks paddled by and Jack Johnson was playing softly in the background. My gardens were in full bloom, and I had created a beautiful circular herb garden with a bird feeder in the center. My work was all caught up and I could spend the next day painting along the river. " GET UP Michele " said B.C.. Oh, no, was I dreaming? But I peaked outside and it was sunny and they were back - the hummingbirds.
This blog is soooooooo you! The girl with the artistic brain as opposed to me, the girl with the black and white science brain. Love your thoughts of spring! I need to stop and smell the flowers!
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