To say I've been unable to post is an understatement. Just smile here. I type it in  and lose the entire post. Today I'll try again. Our year has passed first quarter. Taxes and lawn mowing have arrived. I watched the men in the family (father and son) fertilize the lot across the way that we call "the park" for lack of a better word and I wondered if we needed lush grass there to mow twice a week? But men are men and it will even out as the lot has a slope and spring rains run pretty free. Our winter of ice and snow changed to spring rains. Not a lot of corn has been planted in our area while the ground is slowly beginning to warm. Easter has come and gone; that time to remember who we are, why we are and what it's all about. Maybe we first have to remember it's not about us. We did not pay the price but we can reap the benefits. Choice. We choose. A risen Saviour does not demand but gives choice.  As the days slide into summer and the plans we all hope to achieve come in to play, let us all stop as the expression goes, "stop to smell the roses," life is short and we must not miss the small things in life, for one dat they are the important things of life. Blessings.