I am sitting in my outdoor writing spot on the back porch. The sun is setting beautifully over the canopy of trees. The breeze is unusually cool for an April day. The birds are talking back and forth to one another in a friendly chirp.
Trooper, Pumpkine, and Potatoe are all with in close proximity to one another in the backyard, taking a break from their game of you chase me, then I chase you in the yard. Pumpkine’s idea of a break is to grab a bite to eat. She is a grazer. Trooper is cleaning his face and front paws. Potatoe is standing attentively, looking back and forth at the two of them, waiting for a cue that they will engage in the game again.
I am enjoying the sunset, the smell of freshly cut grass, and the heartwarming scene of the fur kids enjoying the beautiful evening. As I look upon it all, I feel warm and happy inside. I notice the fig tree, that I once thought was dead, is full of big green leaves. All four of the fur kids love to play in and/or around the tree. It is as if they all feel the positive energy of the tree.
Soon, the fig tree will be full of delicious figs, my favorite of all fruits. I will compete with the chubby little squirrels to get the plumpest, ripest figs first. The appearance of the figs will attract birds and squirrels, and this will make it all the more interesting for the fur kids who love a good game of watch, pounce, and chase.
I am finding a great deal of peace in my surroundings and in my life. Hard work is paying off. I feel excited about the good days ahead, and I am prepared for what bad days there may be.
I still feel as if the year is just beginning. I am still growing emotionally and setting goals for the year ahead. Perhaps, my year begins with spring, just as the fig tree’s blooms begin.