It seems like many of us face the same quandry of trying to figure out what to write. This current situation is overwhelming and frustrating. Instead I am choosing to write about something sunny. Yes, the sun is shining this morning. I was even able to hear the robins’ call from the tree tops. They must be frustrated also, no worms with all this snow on top of the ground. It is melting fast except where piled up and covered with dirt. I thought I saw a few buds on the trees, and can’t wait for the first fresh flush of green. My chives had started to burst through the ground, but now lay smashed beneath that white filthy fluff. There are glimpses of renewal. Nature continues her cycle. There is hope in nature and hope in my heart.