There’s a hint of freshness in the air. A spark of spring-time magic.  Though the snows may still be coming, I can feel the movement, the energy flowing, within the trees and the land.

Hope and hoping. Waiting for that something special. I’m moving forward into something new with a giggle here, and a laugh over there.  Something in the belly, making me laugh with delight. Let it bring joy each day and every night.