What a Glorious Day

It's just a beautiful day. I can't get over it. I can't help but want to write about it.

Sun, blue sky, snow-covered mountains, water spraying over all the greening pastures, fresh fresh air, loyal dogs keeping me company, horse whinnies, smell of horses--the good stuff, an impressive variety of birds and their songs, birds flying through the irrigation sprayers and robins taking baths in the overspray. Green, Blue, White all over. It's all so pleasurable.

Working outdoors is the way to go today. My laptop battery is ready for a recharge. Time for a lunch break and a horse grooming. Not necessarily in that order.

There is No one Quite Like a Mother

It's Mother's Day.

Pleasant wishes to all biological, adopted, sister, step-, surrogate, friend, in-law mothers. Mothers spark a constant flair in our lives, regardless of our age, the era, or the time of day. They make their mark on our hearts. Let's celebrate them!

As for mothers, I think we all should celebrate as mothers. Aren't we though?

We play the mothering role starting with conceiving the many events that keep our life in motion. Dreams, goals, career moves, learning, relationships, passions, religion. The list goes on.

Who tends to those significant concepts as they evolve in our life?

We do.

We nourish them, we fantasize about our life with them, we write about them, we talk about them, we anticipate them, we share their birth with others, we often take pictures. They make us laugh. They make us cry. And we are forever responsible for them, no matter how old they get.

So let's take a moment to celebrate ourselves. For without us, life would not be the same.

Happy Mother's Day to All.