beginninga and endings of days seem to hold more meaning for me than the times in between.
I guess I need markers, to say, 'Here it comes', or 'There was a very good day!'.
I just love the sun, and the way God uses it to color my world. the spring trip to Florida was a delight, and I need to recall those dreamy days and cool breezy nights when I am in the midst of a long stretch of work and home tasks. God has been so good to me. He paints when I am too busy to do so.