I celebrated my birthday a few days ago and among the wishes and thoughts and gifts and treats, I found myself simply glad. Glad to be celebrated on my day and glad to be marking the day. There was one outstanding offering that I think I shall treasure for all the days in front of me. A card from my husband. The picture of a planked garden gate set about with stone bricks, peppermint geraniums and foxglove, displayed Joseph Priestly's quoted observation,
"I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day...with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning."
It is rich to be known. To have been observed. And to celebrate the things that are intrinsic to our joy.