Morning sunshine pours through our windows casting a warm glow. Outside, the day is clear and blue skied, but with a brisk wind sweeping across the fields. The old maples surrounding our home creak and bend, while summer's tire swings rock back and forth.
And while we love winter and her snowy days,
fragrant blooms from bulbs forced in December, remind us spring will be here in due time.
A MEDITATION ON WHITE SPACE
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