Respiro

Isn't that a beautiful word? Respiro.  It means breath or to breathe, something I've been doing a lot of lately.  My brother came over to Mom's on Saturday and put some screens in my bedroom windows for me.  So yesterday morning, I woke up to the sound of birds and something that sounded like a respiro.  I hear it now even.

It might be the wind blowing through the trees....

Or it could be the river down the lane.  I prefer to think of it as Mother Nature breathing.

Spring here in Iowa is so beautiful.  It stops me in my tracks.

It makes me pay attention and yes, breathe.

It gives me time to see, time to finally get a picture of Mr. Red Belly.

And more pics of the Mrs:) 

I guess you could say I'm nuts about spring:)