You'll know it's spring and possibly time to change when you hear the meadowlarks song in the soft, early Ohio dawn. They say a male meadowlark is a cracking, creative bird, that he can sing 1 song 100 different ways. Do you know what it feels like to turn over in your bed barely awake, half sleep-drugged and be reminded that the world keeps singing promises. Keeps making sure you believe goodness is possible here.
100!! Wow. What a creative lil guy. I look forward to these. I love you
Lovely. And you weren’t even annoyed to be woke. Kudos!