Best Day Ever

I heard a story told of an old old woman, grown older than any around her. When asked the secret of her longevity she reported, "Every day I wake up and say: This is the best day ever!"

This story rang me like a bell. 

So I took up this practice, beginning each day orienting myself in the time of it and adjusting the dial toward gladness.

These then are petal-fall of that practice.





Here, for the fun of it, is a little medley I made of a series of days, like creak water running over rocks...

Saturdays - March, April, May

 There's more where that came from.