May All Your Blues be Birds!

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away.

 Bluebird outside my sister-in-law, Devon's kitchen window

They are enjoying the winter holly berries!

{Thank you for this amazing photo, Devon ~ Happy New Year to you!}
This summer I saw my second ever bluebird at our cousin's house.

It took my breath away!

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Look at the birds of the air;

 they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.

Are you not much more valuable than they?

Matthew 6:26

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If there is no response in you to the awakening of nature
-if the prospect of an early morning walk does not banish sleep, 

if the warble of the first bluebird does not thrill you
 -know that the morning and spring of your life are past.
Thus may you feel your pulse.
- Henry D. Thoreau
Journals, entry for February 25, 1859

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Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder, 
It's the truth, it's actual, Ev'rything is satisfactual, 
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay,  Wonderful feeling, wonderful day...
The Song of the South words by Ray Gilbert, 1945 

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Somewhere the bluebird is singing,

And somewhere the skies are blue.
So lift up your head to the skies And be happy
For this is true: Somewhere the bluebird is singing
And winging his way to you. 

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Dear Family and Friends,
May this new year be filled with moments that are amazing  
and leave you breathless and may all your
blues be birds!