-My husband snoring next to me in bed.
-Dragonflies twittering at the purple blooms of my butterfly bush.
-The river, always the river.
-Cutting through the surface of the lake on days like this:
-The smell of newly sharpened pencils, waiting to etch out stories pent up in the brains of five and six year olds.
-The spin of my legs on my pedals as my heart keeps time.
-The smell of Terry's neck.
-The book of James.
-The mercy of God.
-Reading on the last Saturday of summer vacation.
-Empty desks waiting to be filled with eager little bodies.
Now it's your turn. What's right in your world?
