Life is great
On my walk through the park this morning, the blue herons taking flight as we came around the bend, I crossed over to the other side and while Arlene and I were watching the ducks comingling with the swans, a guy on a riding lawnmower said “hi,” and I smiled, he turned off the engine and he said, “what a great day huh?” and I said “for sure,” and he replied “and what a great place,” and I said, “yeah you right,” and then he said, “Life is great, huh,” but it wasn’t a question, and I said “Yes indeed, life is great.”
How did you start your morning?