Praise, praise, praise

Psalm 150

It is a Psalm 150 day. The last was only two weeks ago, on Easter Day itself. But praise and thankfulness never go amiss.
Looking out of my window I see violets, broom, hawthorn, real geranium, forget-me-not, camellia, primroses, hebe (waiting to be planted), snowdrop leaves, euphorbia, stonecrop, ladies mantle, pachysandra, herb robert, quince flowers and some snowdrop leaves. The sun is shining and there is a gentle breeze. The memory of the chocolate egg from the shop around the corner is still fresh in my mind. I have a lot to be thankful for.
Hallelujah.