Peaceful marches.

I love the quiet of the house in the morning. Seems like I can concentrate and accomplish more.

We are planning to clean out and paint one bedroom. Clean up is first.

So I am up early going through things. The ghosts of my family haunt me as I see pictures and items that make me smile.

Yesterday I got  up early to make soup for the Church soup cook off. The rhythm of chopping and stirring was soothing.

Delicious soup. Chicken lemon orzo. I did not win. I did not care.

Little Violet only 5 years old took the gold spoon with Cheesesburger soup.

My friend Kim took the silver spoon with broccoli cheese.

Violet told Kim I voted for yours. Kim told Violet I voted for yours. The squealed and hugged and my heart grew four sizes.

Keep calm and smile.