So yesterday was my birthday. Maybe it's a sign of being in the second half of my life, as I once viewed them with disdain; now I am grateful that I still have my health, home and coterie of acquaintances in my life that seem to mysteriously appear in my life just when I need them.
When you are in business for yourself, it is not uncommon to experience a meltdown when you feel the world is crashing in on you. One such incident occurred last week when I pulled myself away from the computer and work that never seems to be complete, and did some work in the yard.
An old business associate - one fraught with wisdom and experience - was biking by with his son and stopped by to chat. His visiting and having a cup of tea changed my world entirely for the better for the day and beyond.
When things like this happen in my life, I realize that I am the luckiest person alive.
The picture above is Whatcom Creek as it flows past the Post Office on Prospect Street where I bike to every day. The nice weather has left us, and the Spring rains have returned. And that's refreshing.