Monday, 16 March 2009

No Trace of Yesterday

A beautiful morning. The Sun running like a tap filling my room with joy. No trace of yesterday here. Just the glorious now, laden with promises of tomorrow. Winter has retreated leaving the year to start again. March has redeemed itself. All is well.

"I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing." - Annie Dillard

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