This morning a group of tourists stopped by the cottage.
They were a noisy bunch,
Fluttering and chirping around the pokeberries
at the shrubby edge between
mowed and wild.
Binoculars missing from their usual spot,
I had to run around the cottage,
Fluttering and chirping,
To locate them
Hiding on a windowsill.
I didn’t take this photo: it’s from the Great Backyard Bird Count gallery. Click on the photo to see some great bird shots.
When I returned to the back porch,
there must have been twenty or more,
nervously flitting from berry to berry.
on their way to somewhere
stopping at our pokeberry bushes
The click of the camera
and they flew off,
in an unknown beguiling language.
I took my seat reverently
in the wet grass of the leafy cathedral
and waited for their reappearance;
but their stomachs were filled with purple berries
and they were off in search of the next rest stop.
A golden aura of wonder and delight remained
In the silence of the morning
my prayer ascended in the bright sky:
for glimpses of the unordinary
in the ordinary.
And then the shy local fellow came into the shadows
to enjoy apples and stolen corn for
it’s my new project.
you’ll see it up there on my pages.
i’m not advertising me, just suggesting it to you.
it is helping me find joy and gratitude again.
i would say
snap out of it, self.
look at your blessings!
my husband said,
what do you have to be depressed about?
he’s right of course.
he usually is (at least about the stuff that matters….)
i blamed it on winter and no sun.
I blamed it on the busy-ness of holidays.
i blamed it on all the bad stuff that’s been happening
around the world
it was Christmas, for goodness sake.
the Joyful time of year.
so i’m taking pictures
all that makes me smile,
the little blessings that make me happy.
and i’m finding it again.
each day with each small thing
is this the one i want to photograph?
and now i’m walking around all day long
thinking about saying thank you to the Creator
my heart is overflowing again.
of one little project.
you don’t even have to look at my photos.
take your own.
and give thanks.