April 5, 2018
Have you seen the bougainvilleas? They're aflame. Bursts of pink, orange, yellow, lilac, white. If you're lucky a breeze will gift you a petal confetti during one of your walks. This summer is mild so far, at 2 p.m. there is harsh white light, yes, but also a considerate--almost benevolent--type of heat. None of that oven-like feeling yet. It is only mid-April though so...you know. In my journals (for 2018 I have decided on 5 notebooks--I am planning the heck out of this year) this is what I often write: I am grateful!