“Every day a million miracles begin at sunrise.” – Eric Jerome Dickey
Bike riding with Nana (my mom)!
Fishing is not my thing. But it has been consistently something that Mr. D has wanted to do for a year. Even after his experience when he’d just turned four-years-old and borrowed someone else’s pole. He put it in the water three times and was astonished he hadn’t caught anything. “That, my dear,” I explained, “is why they call is ‘fishing’ and not ‘catching.'”
His tenacity convinced me to get him a pole and be contented to sit by and see the wildlife. Who clearly weren’t worried that we were going to catch a thing.
“Upside-down.
Boy, you turn me inside out
And round and round”
I had to look up those lyrics to name that tune, Upside Down by Diana Ross.
Miss O can make any chair look cool. Even the dentist chair, a massage chair or curled up at home.
After I’d taken the picture of the sign of the week, Miss O pointed out this run-off drain on a busy street. Mary Oliver is right.
Surprised By Joy 