Tuesday, February 23, a cool but pleasant foggy morning in the gazebo. Beads of water are trapped in the west screen. The birds are chirping and cawing, asking permission to be  as they once more greet the day. A snowy white egret glides gracefully over the pond. Creation is once again groaning into new life. The sheer wonder of it all! It sprang forth billions of years ago when the creator made and exploded the first stardust. Creation surged forth into a mighty blast. Life was beginning. Continue reading →