What’s worse than getting up early Easter morning to news coverage of the ongoing political campaign? Doing so with a massive ear ache (yes, the antibiotics seem to be working). It’s enough to make a grown man want to write all sorts of social media messages and blog posts to wax cynical about all the ways the world is failing us.
Good thing I looked through the window. There, all around my yard, I saw those yearly reminders that match so well with the meaning of this day. Renewal, hope, new life. It glared back at me in all those flowers. I could go on, but they say pictures are worth thousands of words. And for once, these image-conveyed words don’t need an explanation.