Spring is my favorite season. Flowers spring out of barkdust. You have no idea what is lurking beneath the soil. It also reminds me of new life. I like to be reminded of new life, since mine is getting less new every year. My son J.R. had an encouraging word, when he said, "Dad, you have a whole lot of deteoriating to do." He was referring to the next 20 years, of course. Time will eventually have it's way with my body, but for now I feel just like I did 40 years ago. That doesn't mean I have the endurance, just the feel good part. I want to feel good for a long time, so I can enjoy both my existing grandchildren and those yet unborn. I want them to enjoy the flowers with me. What is your favorite season?Sunday, February 21, 2010
SPRINGTIME
Spring is my favorite season. Flowers spring out of barkdust. You have no idea what is lurking beneath the soil. It also reminds me of new life. I like to be reminded of new life, since mine is getting less new every year. My son J.R. had an encouraging word, when he said, "Dad, you have a whole lot of deteoriating to do." He was referring to the next 20 years, of course. Time will eventually have it's way with my body, but for now I feel just like I did 40 years ago. That doesn't mean I have the endurance, just the feel good part. I want to feel good for a long time, so I can enjoy both my existing grandchildren and those yet unborn. I want them to enjoy the flowers with me. What is your favorite season?
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