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"Joyful Curmudgeon" An oxymoron?
No! I see all the beauty of God's creation and I'm joyful.  At the same time, I see all the suffering and corruption going on in the world, and feel called to help expose and end it so that we may have true peace and compassion.


April Rain 28 Apr 2006
By Mary T. Hoffman

As the end of April draws near, the forsythias, daffodils, and hyacinths are starting to fade away. The iris leaves are coming up out of the ground, and Im glad to see the clump of leaves of the yellow wild iris at the waters edge. Judging from the number of lilac buds, were going to have a lot of fragrant lilacs blooming in May.

Heres an appropriate poem for this time of year (while its still April!):

April Rain
By Robert Loveman (1864-1923)

It is not raining rain for me,
  Its raining daffodils;
In every dimpled drop I see
  Wild flowers on the hills.

The clouds of gray engulf the day
  And overwhelm the town;
It is not raining rain to me,
  Its raining roses down.

It is not raining rain to me,
  But fields of clover bloom,
Where any buccaneering bee
  Can find a bed and room.

A health unto the happy,
  A fig for him who frets!
It is not raining rain to me,
  Its raining violets.

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