What to do with my one precious life
Good Morning Sweet Life, so glad you dropped by. I have just put the kettle on and was about to curl up by the fire. Every breath must be treasured for it just might be my last, but I find joy in the smallest of things and the largest of dreams. So as I dream of great change fueled by the wind and the sun, I will today grab my rake to give these fallin’ leaves a good home in my favorite place at the edge of my yard. It’s my compost, I plan to give all of my heart. For it will give back when I’m no longer here. Give back to the plants and the earth and the deer.