The day is exquisite, birds singing and soft early morning  light.  I remember being in Alaska and Finland this time of year, when all was light, and even these longer days where I am seem to open something in me as my orchids come into bloom.

Yesterday a friend sent me a recording of herself playing Taps on the flute for Memorial Day.  The sounds ring beautifully through me.  

We gather together on Memorial Day to remember and honor, and maybe this year we recognize an economy can, and must, run on peace, not war.  We have the capability to care for everyone and this planet we share.

We begin.   

Painting on Silk

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