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The road home. Long, hilly, treelined, full of boulders and winding. Here and there Mountain Laural making it parklike when in bloom.

It’s sunny out, blue skies! Likely chilly although it’s been mentioned there will be some warm days.

Away in the deep of the silver night____ I heard a nightbird sing____ I knelt by the window in soft moonlight____ and listened to him fling____ his joyous notes of all his friends____ the ones he had learned by day____ and while they slept in feathered nests____ he sang the night away. He told of joys of those who care_____ He said they would always know____ no matter what the circumstance_____ that special place to go_____ to view the sunrise, to feel its rays____ pierce the darkest night or day____ he sang, have faith, have faith, my friends____ and your fears will melt away. By Joyce Hifler, To Everything There is a Season.

Things in life change, and not always for the better. Harder times, filled with concerns. The thing to remember is that we are not alone. The power of loving one another prevails.

Best wishes! Pejj