Easter Sunday



It's a gorgeous day, people are celebrating with family. Kids are all
dressed up looking adorable out there hunting for eggs after being visited
by the "easter bunny". I am home, celebrating not having to celebrate. My
bird feeder suet holders are all full, bird bath is cleaned and filled.
Poop is scooped, laundry is done. I am blessed to own a home to take care
of - even if sometimes it feels overwhelming to handle on my own. I was
rewarded this morning with the hover over of a Hawk, once again eyeing my
tiny dog. I was further blessed by seeing the eagle flying gracefully high
overhead. Nature, my solace.

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