Tired

Even the snow that fell last night seems tired and worn. Patchy white, semi-covering the dormant grass and plants outside.....
I've had a bout with the flu the last few days. So I'm tired, as well,....and worn.
But, as a dear long ago friend, Patty Payne, once cross-stitched "This, too, shall pass". And, sure enough the sun is breaking through, the clouds are dissipating, and patches of blue are peeking through the grey and brown landscape. My bout with the flu is also rounding the bend, and I'm able to sit up this afternoon.
I am constantly reminded of all that TODAY holds....even with its seemingly dull palette of somber colors. The air outside is cool, but not cold, today. The red new limbs of the trees hold their promise of spring to come. And my tulips and hycianths are, hopefully, gaining strength for their days of glory that are soon to come.
All of this....and memories of my precious little grandson (these are the last of my pics from my trip last week) to see me through. Thank you Lord, for Your faithfulness!