Any day can flow into the next and we barely notice sometimes. Today our routine began, and we watched the rain on this Spring day in April. It wasn’t your typical rain, at least not to us. It flowed down from the sky with an opaque, mist-like beauty.

I stood at my sink washing dishes peacefully while listening to instrumental music – the warm water running across my hands and the ease of washing, such simplicity and distraction.

The misty rain falling outside my kitchen window, the pink and white blossoms on nearby trees…and buds awaiting their time in front of me.