I heard the percussions practising in high school during my morning walk.
I have missed it.
Last fall I would love to listen them, knowing that Markus was there playing and marching. Next week rest of the marching band will join in. Markus will be there again. Who needs an iPod when you can listen live music...or at least drumming :)
I love the mornings!
You wake up and your day is like an empty canvas ready to be painted. Sometimes you may have a plan, an idea how the day should go, but in the end of the day when you step back and look at your painting, it always surprises...
Sometimes you just need to redo it...and next morning there is an empty canvas waiting for you again!
The days seem to get warmer and warmer. There is not a lot of shade to be found during our walk.
When we I first moved here, it was hard for me to find beauty from the nature. I have always loved walks outside. My surroundings were so different now. One day it hit me that God created this also, and for me to say that it was not beautiful was putting his creation down. Ever since that realization it has been easier to see the beauty...it is different, but yet good.
In the end of our walk Scooby will enjoy his hosing down...cooling down station in our backyard!
It is 8:45 am and I am off to paint the rest of my canvas.
