Some mornings I wish I could share the beauty of this little corner of the world as it wakes with you. No photograph can capture it’s beauty and tranquillity; the sound of the birds beginning their morning melodies – I hear 3 or 4 different calls; the smell of the dew on the grass; the stillness of the pond; the patch of yellow flowers; the colours of the sky as the sun starts to rise! It has to be experienced to be truly appreciated. I am grateful for this spot and glad I made the effort to visit it again.
I have missed so much by always having a downward glance – I tend to look at the ground as I walk – this morning I lifted my head, looked, appreciated – there is so much beauty to be discovered all around when you lift your gaze, take the time to notice. Clouds make the sunrise so much more stunning.
I see a tree that seems to have it’s branches reaching towards the sky – not sure my photo does it justice – it reminds me a little of my profile picture.
I see the clouds reflected in the pond and it gets me thinking about reflections and what I reflect – beauty, ugliness, hope, despair, agitation, peace? What do I want to reflect and how can I change what’s there on the inside so that I do?
I start my day refreshed even though I had not slept well – the time-out has restored my soul somewhat and I am grateful for sights, sounds and smells that have brought me to this point.