This has been the “spring of popcorn” for me. A few weeks ago, I bought an air-popper and a bag of popcorn kernels, and ever since I’ve been enjoying a heaping bowl each evening as I sip a glass of red wine. With a teaspoon of melted margarine on it and just a sprinkle of salt, it tastes delicious. I feel like I’m in my glory as I sit in my comfortable chair with my popcorn, my wine, and my evening sports page.
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The weather has been exquisitely gentle. The temperature has been in the 60’s, there’s always a tender breeze blowing, and the sunshine has been of the mild kind, just enough to soothe your skin but not enough to have any harsh effects. I love being outside on days like this. It feels like the calm universe is caring for me as I walk among the promising trees.
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Now, at 5:00 am, I hear the two notes of the bird who sings the simplest song. Ta-duh, ta-duh, ta-duh – over and over. It’s my favorite bird song, I guess because it’s like my life – plain and trouble-free.