The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance;
the wise grows it under his feet.
It's hard to walk out my back door and not smile. Everywhere I look, happiness grows...and simple joy waves in the wind. March crocus and daffodils have given way to over 500 tulips....and a rainbow of colors that wave their brilliant heads in the winds of spring. We planted many of them on a cold November day...working together, arthritic knees aching at the end of a long day of digging and crawling...but it's amazing how that pain is soon lost in the beauty of these April mornings! I've been blessed to travel to many beautiful places in my life...but none hold a candle to the beauty growing under my feet in April!