I awoke in the early hours to the sound of thunder. Welcome 2011.
Wonderful.
Rain falling... a cleansing work at the dawn of a new year.
Old things have passed away, behold all things have become new.
Opportunity.
"Indeed man wishes to be happy even when he so lives as to make happiness impossible"
Saint Augustine
Pause.
Smell the blooms.
Live.
May 2011 be a year of much joy, abundant grace and excessive love.
Let it rain.
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