Good morning from Kyiv, Devil Dog. This morning as I walked my dog past the memorial to a Belarusian journalist who was bombed in his car years ago, white crocuses were blooming and inside one was a honeybee gathering pollen. Throughout the war here in Ukraine, I have seen true beauty in the natural and artistic world. Beauty always shines through and so does the laughter of children even when the rockets\missiles were falling on us regularly and artillery was pounding outside in Bucha\Irpin. Life in war amplifies the good as well as the bad. That's no doubt. Semper Fidelis.