Snow and wind overnight drove snow into the hay stack and the north side of the barn and yet it was still such a beautiful morning. It is easier at the beginning of the day to see and give thanks for blessings. Why it gets so hard to remember this later in the day I cannot figure out. I can sometimes feel that nudge from God saying, “Hey Sally, remember that incredible sunrise I gave you this morning, and the way Jupiter was rising and the bright moon lit your path as you ran?” It makes me think of an old camp song we used to sing: “Life is too short to waste it on gloom, chances for love slip away so soon…”