Turtles
have appeared in the pond. They rest on a Tree that fell into the
water several years ago. They line up like a train, basking in
whatever Sun makes it through the clouds of early Spring. Eventually,
the Turtles move on to larger bodies of water as the heat of Summer
dries up the Water in the pond. Anticipating this, gets me thinking
about impermanence. The Turtles will not stay all Summer. We can see
them now, but perhaps tomorrow they will be gone. Today, I will be
paying attention to what is in my life today, in appreciation of an
unknowable tomorrow.
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