All my life my father's said

I'm a lucky man.

I'm going to count my blessings every day, and 

Live it while I can.

My father, my Aunt and my Uncle are going to celebrate April 28; 70 years of being in America.  All of them are grateful to be alive and safe;  child refugees from Germany gone homicidal.  I'm glad they survived.  

Another spring.  First violets are blooming in the garden.  We've been getting a little rain, but every bit greens things up.