The sun returned with glory this morning after a day of rain, cold, and wind. The blue skies also turn out, reminding me how lucky I am to be alive.

I’m heading to Dr. Daly, my podiatrist surgeon, this morning for a checkup on my foot; this is the only appointment I’m keeping this week. Tonight, I plan to return to my bed upstairs. It’s time, I believe.

We had a sweet time with Zip this morning. Maria came up with a Zip Song, which I recorded, and Zinnia and Zip did some bonding. He and I did some as well—pictures and video to follow.

This will be a special week on Bedlam Farm – my recovery is edging closer, Zip will be liberated, and I’ll start walking again if I can.

Come and share the return of the sun. It’s free and calming, I think. One visitor said there is a magical quality to our farm. I felt it this morning.

 

Sunrise over my battered flower garden.

Flowers are tough and resilient. Color is popping up.

St. Thomas greeted the morning sun with meditation and silence.

It is always beautiful after a storm.