Good morning old friend!
It's lovely to see you dancing on my walls!
One day I'll have to ask you how to break through the chilly air, the relentless Oregon rain, the gray clouds... but right now I'm content to watch you dance, to feel your warmth upon my face, to recognize the awakening and soft peace, that comes with your presence, in my soul.
Oh how I have missed you.
Peace be still. Your Father loves you. He will watch over you all through the night.