Finally sunshine after seemingly endless cold and wet rainy days.
Spring breeze,
blue sky, fluffy white clouds,
cherry blossoms,
soft kisses from James,
father son playing in backyard,
Daniel digging dirt in side yard,
unfolded laundry on the floor,
toys scattered everywhere,
quiet reading time each night, and
couch video time with my man.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
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