I woke to a dense fog hovering over Dream Meadows Farm. Sun filtered through the mist. A little later when I stood on my porch breathing in the fresh cool air, I noticed how the lawns and the farmland had turned emerald. Distant dogwoods are in their glory. Redbuds in full flower. Skies blue.
Everyday is a wonder.
The world’s problems and threats are still there but viewed from my porch this morning each seems possible to overcome or at least, prepare to face. When I remember to just stand in my own feet and be right here, right now, the world opens up to everything I have always yearned for. Right here all the time.
Grateful for this moment, this day. Be well my friends!
Susan Feathers 
Beautiful morning read. . .
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Thank you for sharing this image… I love it. “Wherever you go…there you are”. Dear Jon Kabat Zinn…💗
On Mon, Mar 29, 2021, 9:35 AM Online Home of Susan Feathers wrote:
> Susan Feathers posted: ” I woke to a dense fog hovering over Dream Meadows > Farm. Sun filtered through the mist. A little later when I stood on my > porch breathing in the fresh cool air, I noticed how the lawns and the > farmland had turned emerald. Distant dogwoods are in their glo” >
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