There’s a theme running through my dreams these nights. Springtime. I find myself in houses, and when I step outside spring is unfolding into gardens abundant with the colors of rebirth. These dreams bring me hope – the promise of new life and all that it promises.
Today we had a nor-easter in New Hampshire, and life is still outside my home, save for this robin who has boldly braved the snow to remind me of that promise of rebirth.
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I feel lucky to have gotten them. A true messenger. The only bird I saw all day.
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