A Short Report from the South

I am in Atlanta for a few days, and while the weather we've had in Virginia has been comparable, Spring is much farther advanced here in Georgia.  Many of the daffodils are drying up, but the saucer magnolias and forsythia are in full bloom, along with the lush Carolina jasmine.  The pinks and yellows and whites really jump out; and new spring greens are showing in many places, too.

Mr. Bunny seems glad to see me (you can tell because he ran around my feet several times this morning), and Miss Kitty has had her motor turned up to loud.  I stopped in at the grocery store, where the cashier I've known for more than 20 years ran up and hugged me and wanted to know all about what I've been doing.   She said I sure do look happy.

It is good to get out of one's routine.  While last week this time I was headed for a retreat in the wilderness (which was also very good and reports will come from that soon), it's good to appreciate and be appreciated in something like "surprise mode."  It's good to be with my family.  It is good to take in beauty and friendship and comfort while going about one's daily business.  It's good to be alive.