'Tis a gift to be simple, tis a gift to be free
'Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be
And when we find ourselves in the place just right
'Twill be in the valley of love and delight
A "simple gift" from the last 2 days was a little peek at springtime waiting in the wings. Wherever I drove, I saw robins pecking at the ground looking for some worms-not just a couple but flocks of them! This was probably due to the rain on Monday and the warm weather on Tuesday but a welcome sight that made me think of spring.
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