Then COVID hit.
We were quarantined.
Far from family and friends.
And in March, COVID was really scary because we didn't know anything about it and all we heard were case counts and death tolls.
Then, the ELECTION began to take over the news.
And we felt alone in red-state Iowa.
Ignoring the posts of some family and friends.
It all combined to make me forget to look for the MAGIC.
It's been in my head for a while now, that I needed to right/write my soul and focus on the good and the beautiful. Especially now as we head into the election and more months of quarantine. So, my plan for the rest of 2020 is to look for the MAGIC. To share the MAGIC.
This is the window over my kitchen sink and from it, I can watch the trees bud and my lilac tree bloom in the spring. In the summer, I can check the thermometer on the garage and see just how hot it really is outside and smile when I look at the daylilies, a Mother's Day gift from one of our sons. Right now, in the fall, there is a leaf bank piled in front of the garage doors, which all too soon, will change to snowbanks that need to be shoveled. I can see it all from this window. Little bits of everyday MAGIC.