Often while enjoying a cup of coffee in her sunroom, one of my friends will say that she is purring. She’s not a cat, just contented. And don’t we love those moments, sometimes fleeting, when we feel satisfied, happy, full of life, whatever the emotion, whatever puts joy in our hearts?
Yesterday I had these wonderful feelings as I stepped out into the spring air. It was sunny and the thermometer rose to eight degrees. We have been under winter’s determined cloud for quite some time so the sunshine was very welcomed. While walking I heard the sweet trickle and gurgle as melting snow made way to manholes. There were puddles just waiting for children to jump into and empty. The snow banks are beginning to recede and spring wants to stay.
And yesterday, I too was purring!