So, this mornings’ post was not written with a very positive attitude. I haven’t been feeling well and I am just growing weary. I guess that I am just going to have to accept the fact that I am being challenged and that my health isn't the same as it used to be.
The sun is shining and it looks like a beautiful day; I have to water the garden so I drag my butt out to the back yard. The very first thing that I hear is the chirping birds. They must have condominiums of nests in our trees because I can hear so many different little chirps from all of the babies. There are butterflies flitting here and there amongst the flowers and the tomatillos have doubled overnight. Walking through the garden takes me forever, as I have to stop and sample the snap peas, attempt to count the tomatoes, marvel at the brussel sprouts and finally pick and eat a peach. It is warm and sweet and smells so good. The sun is warm and the air is cool; a perfect combination.
With my mood already lifted, I mosey on to the front yard. I am immediately greeted by my very friendly, favorite hummingbird. This little guy greets me every morning when I open the curtains or step outside. He is so adorable; he literally flies right up to the window if I am inside or right up to my face if I am outside. He hovers for close to a minute, about six inches from my face, before flitting away. He also lets me know if his feeder is empty, he is a tenacious little guy and always brings a smile to my face. I guess that the next time I am in a cranky mood; I shall just take a walk outdoors and marvel at the miracles around me.