Thought number one today: how lovely to see the trumpeter swans on the big pond again. And then while Abby and I were out, a monster V of Canada Geese few overhead, honking their hearts out – I stood and looked straight up – dozens and dozens: one of the largest skeins I have ever witnessed. And then that was followed by another, equally large, on the same southern flight path. And then another. And then another. The sky, for at least an hour that afternoon, rang with their song. My heart did flip-flops the entire time.

Thought number two: if I want to start true debate and controversy with a post on Facebook – one that will get a heated discussion going – all I have to do is write about grammar and punctuation. Yup. Interesting to say the least. I know that if I were to post about the end of the world, I might get one or two “likes.” But apostrophes? Watch out.

Another thought: Lots of dreaming about the future. Lots of thoughts about how nothing in this world trumps love and connection. I have a head full of ideas. I feel both excited and purposeful. Yes, I think that’s the right feeling: full of purpose.

I can only hope that life falls into place.