"There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." Albert Einstein

Every day spring moves forward, gray sky, drizzly rain and all. I can see the thin cloud of tightly-closed buds on the dogwood, the tiny fists of poplar leaf, the happy white and gold of daffodils, paperwhites, forsythia in bloom, and weeping willow. A pair of ducks are flying about and perching in our trees, though I haven't identified them yet. Also, a duck with a dark brown ruff on Deer Creek. Also the mares with their babies, and the two- and three-year-olds at play in the meadows. Also.... Humans are surely not the totality of life.