In the dark morning glow before the sun appeared, I spotted the two ears sprouting from the darkened orb just down the hill. Five yards further was another orb seemingly without the prominent ears. As I questioned myself whether they could be rabbits, they both leapt frantically toward the safety of the brush as Gracie the Golden Retriever sprinted in hot pursuit. A call into the rustling darkness brought the panting pup back as we concluded her morning escapade. Gulps of water from her refreshed bowl preceded her now eager chomping of the fresh morning morsels awaiting her consumption. With satiated pet now sprawled leisurely at my feet, I whisper words of thankfulness for the opportunity of another day. With agenda yet to be unfurled, a bountiful heart of gratitude awaits its arrival. Stiffness and aches have taken their place among the stones that support the foundation of this dwelling that is dedicated to living in the space of grace that has been given. No matter the weather, a beautiful day is on the horizon!
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