There is often more gifts in nature than we realize

Shooting stars are a gift…a flash of light, with a shower of sparks

So is the dim winter sun lighting up the beauty of a little collared-dove

Or to watch the flight of a bird being lit up by bright snowy clouds

Suddenly seeing a hawk flying low over the woodpile

Or to hear the call of the Sandhill Cranes as they wing over the farmyard

Or that flash of red on a Red-winged Blackbird

Lending brightness to a grey sort of day

Hearing an enchanting song

Even in the snow, there is a delight

Full of light, wonder, and song

No matter what is going on in your life…there are always moments of awe.

What a gift.

From my world to your heart,

Linda