Some Days

are diamonds,
Some days are stones
Sometimes the hard times
Won’t leave me alone
Sometimes a cold wind
Blows a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds,
Some days are stones…
- song lyric, John Denver, 1981

Right after breakfast I fed the birds then waited for a chipmunk to blip. He scurried through the woods heading my way, I thought, but I lost track of him and he never appeared. Birds were quiet too • I amused myself by looking at lavender, columbine and allium. All past their prime. That’s when I noticed these raindrops sparkling brightly like diamonds, leftover from a passing rain shower earlier in the morning; heart-shaped leaves for you :) • Picked more tomatoes, mowed the garden area plus made blueberry muffins using my grandmother’s blueberry cake recipe • Definitely a diamond day :) • Peace & Love