“To love our neighbors as ourselves means to see that we are worth loving, and those around us are too.” Jonathan Merritt
Spring has arrived and just in time. As my dogs can tell you, we were getting a little too used to slacking in bed.
Yes, this is our new basement hideout/bedroom/writing space. The dogs never want to leave but I have to occasionally go outside to see if one of these has arrived:
I named our only black lamb Prince Andrei after he came down with a sickness that could have taken his life. He survived but is having a little trouble fitting in …
I’m having the same trouble finding time to write, but I said I was taking a small break to get used to my new surroundings which aren’t half bad:
Today I’d love to know how your spring is going. Do you have a special place to dream or nap? Any new arrivals causing you to reshuffle your space?
If you’ve done a post about your space leave me a link. I love seeing how other people live.
You smile upon your friend to-day,
To-day his ills are over;
You hearken to the lover’s say,
And happy is the lover.
‘Tis late to hearken, late to smile,
But better late than never;
I shall have lived a little while
Before I die for ever.
While shepherds watched their flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around
And glory shone around.
“Fear not,” said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled minds;
“Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind
To you and all mankind.
Merry Christmas to all my friends!