Do you ever need to take a “count your many blessings moment”? This morning I woke to sun and birds, the sound of an early morning lawnmower, freshly laundered curtains stirring, and I realized that I’ve been so busy lately that I haven’t taken time to smell the proverbial roses, to enjoy the stillness, to savor a line sung by Andy Pete, to inhale newly baked bread, to see with grateful eyes. In the midst of wrapping up the school year and baby showers and delightful weekend visits from family and baby preparations and reading about natural birth and parenting and and and…you get the picture. So today I donned the camera and soaked in a few of my favorite things—things that are around our house, in our yard. Tangible. Present. Small. Bright. Here. This isn’t a complete list of thanks, nor is it particularly deep or theological in nature. But today I found beauty in my surroundings, and I’m grateful.
Such a meager list…so much more that could be said…and yet my heart is lifted.
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