One of those Bog pictures again

I may have posted this picture before but wanted to do it again because it reminds me so much of this time of year--its still cold, perhaps a little snow but the sun is beginning to glow more and the land is just starting to warm up. I have been thinking a lot these days about the way we experience joy as children. You know how you wake up and the day is perfect and your heart sings and the whole world glows. There may be nothing especially new or good happening but you are joyful, bubbling over with good will. And then we get a little older with things we have to do or take care of and that unexplainable joy gets shoved aside and ignored as too silly or unimportant. It must be possible to return to that way of being.