I stepped out of my warm dry house early this morning and encountered Love. We have many dwellings –
and one Earth home. Whom is, in so many places, still exquisitely beautiful. Like here –
Stepping out into the wet morning today was a flooding into all my senses. The incredible layers of scents and smells of herbs, ripe grapes, wood smoke and those unmistakable fallen leaves….the whirring and calling of many birds all in tune with the news of my backyard smorgasbord – vines sagging with ripe clusters of grapes, sunflower seed heads, elderberries and scattered seeds in the garden… robins, orioles, cedar waxwings, towhees, starlings, flickers, sparrows, chickadees, juncos…. their photo timing so fleeting but the joy still filled my heart as they gulped grapes, cracked sunflower seeds, lined up and into changing positions of readiness on the phone wire, swooping off in different directions through chilly air, sometimes seemingly unaware of me, their wings flapping so near my ears. Then I was left to look closely, at these gifts of this season, drenched with water from a day and night of rain storm. In midst of the turmoil and chaos in the world, there was grace. Here, was beauty. Here, Nature emulated unity and acceptance. And I was grateful, this morning, for that.