FROST! Everywhere! On the grass, fields, cars.
It is beautiful, and the birds are suddenly singing a different tune.
The leaves have changed into beautiful colors almost overnight.
Acorns crunch under running feet and in the squirrels busy teeth.
The sunrise is a wonder.
Middle School kids walking to school don't seem quite as excited as the birds and I, but I manage a smile out of them if I say something goofy enough as we pass.
Each morning brings hope of a new day. No matter what has happened before, or what will happen in the future. We can't change it, and each morning makes hope and expectations fresh. Good things will always come again.
I am a Putnamaniac because each new and beautiful day is filled with hope and joy!
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