Oh, what a beautiful morning . . .

I was enamoured by the beauty that greeted me from my kitchen window as the sweet fragrance of the sprig of lilac mingled with the warm fragrance of the gentle breeze that fluttered the lace curtain carressed my soul with sweet shalom. The bright yellow finches added their spirited singing to the gentle cooing of the mourning dove and I just took it all in with deep breaths of contentment. Truly I had entered His Shabbat shalom rest.