A Lovely Saturday.
The air is warm.
Slight breeze blowing,
Iris’are peeking out from the warm earth.
Crocus’ blooming where they have never been.
Perhaps a squirrel planted them.
Green stalk of planted onions in the summer are waving in the breeze.
Curled leaves of kale are growing from last year’s harvest.
A grandfather flying a kite in the field as his grandson attempts to catch the kit.
Waking up from an afternoon nap feeling reguvenated
All is well.
Meditations on Life 
Your words put me right there enjoying your lovely Saturday too!
Ah, how even a hint of spring can awaken so much in us. I love that you wrote about those little hints that we are just beginning to see. Such hopefulness. Nap included!