Melrose

6-15-2025

We should be in a place where there is a robin egg blue sky with soft clouds of white floating about.

There should be trees of green all year; golden or burgundy wine trees in the changing season.

We should hear the music of a harp or violin as the breezes blow gently through the trees, and when a storm comes raging from the east the sounds of horns and drums will fill the day.

We should hear the whisper of the rain in a day of drizzle, or when the angels seem to open the sky to pouring rain.

We should be in a place where lilacs and hyacinths give us shades of purple; the yellow of daffodils and black eyed Susan’s brighten up each day, and the sweetness of the rose to warm our hearts.

We should be close to the ocean with waves rushing to the shore and then returning to another place.

We should be near a lake where the water is clear and clean and an occasional duck passes by.

If we stop to look, to see, to listen, …..We are in such a place.

Shirley Rabb