“The horns of the morning are blowing, are shining… ” Philiph Larkin

I love morning, everyday and in every season! But spring mornings are especially lovely, and I am enjoying the flowers in our yard as they awaken from the barreness of winter, one by one.

I know this is really “Pollyanna-ish,” but each day I can hardly wait for the dawn to break and spill light into my dark corner of the world. Each morning is an unfolding promise of possibilities.