I passed through the gate on my way to the car this morning. This work of art clung to the gate I could have glanced at it, said ‘neat’ and kept moving. Instead I stopped to admire and give thanks.
The more I look, the more I see.
Like ice skaters, this pair of mute swans (link to allaboutbirds.org) moved with grace, at times as one.
I’m learning to open my eyes, look down and up and around, to find blessings in unexpected places and at unexpected times. I’m learning how much I don’t know, and that’s good. It’s humbling and that’s also good.