SPRING IN LAGUNA
New life once more. Seems almost impossible considering the world-weary events we witness every day on the news. Yet here it is. As I drive through the canyon in early morning hours, I marvel at the green hills contrasting with an almost impossibly blue sky, yellow mustard flowers and golden poppies. The ocean emerges at the end of the road. How did I get so fortunate to be able to live in such a beautiful placc? I am grateful and pray that I never forget to say, "thank you for this," to whatever entity has made it possible.