My volunteer time is nothing short of amazing. I love hearing the stories of the people I visit--their experiences, travels, joys. Today, the conversation kept creeping toward change. How much the world changes in 80+ years. How much they've seen. How getting old brings unwelcome changes. But we also laugh and smile and look for signs of spring and hope. They inspire and amaze me.
As I walked home today, I had to stop and take this photo of a yard covered in snow drops. It is a beautiful sign of hope, resurrection, and spring. Even with a mild winter these signs are much appreciated and welcome.

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