Traces of winter frost the peaks.
Trails glow in morning light.
Streams jitterbug over rocks.
Gardens dazzle with color and scent.
Warm days languish into cool nights.
Ordinary becomes amazing.
Each day offers gifts. I accept them gratefully:
A gentle rain falls to water wildflowers.
Four Junco babies snuggle in their nest.
Wild things begin their nocturnal hunt.
Lights are dimmed.
Our fireplace glows.
I count my blessings.
Summer sings its song.
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