I sit in a garden all dull and dry, here and there spring trying to push her colour's through. And then I hear and see so much more ! Life in abundance!
No not the drone of the delivery truck struggle up the hill, But the hundreds of birds in song! Chirping away, here and there a butterfly goes with the wind to a new blossom. A joyous sight by far!
How often do we stop and listen let alone hear? Fact is life as we know it be equal in audio to that drone of the delivery truck! Yet life should be as those birds sing in flight! How often do we smell the fragrance of the spring blossom? Look at the wonderous skyline? Or hear the joyous song birds?