This is one of my favorite views in the morning. A cup of coffee, my honey next to me, the dog at our feet — it’s a heavenly way to start the day.
Everything is promise at that hour. It’s a new day. Plans are made, or not made. There hasn’t been any disappointment or failure — just anticipation. It’s quiet and calm, and just right.
It’s an hour marked by gratitude and prayer.
I didn’t even notice this little guy until I saw him through the lens. I’ve walked past this plant a dozen times, but on this day, I happened to have my camera and was shooting random things for the fun of it.
I saw something, this little detail against the green backdrop of leaves, jump out once I changed my perspective. How many times could we benefit from a change of perspective — viewing something ordinary we take for granted or don’t see at all, and look with a new lens, a different point of view. Who knows what we’ll see.
This week’s photo challenge, asking us to look up, makes me think of a million things. I’ve been looking up an awful lot lately, and it has all been grand.
The storm in this picture looks like it is way off in the distance, but all I had to do was look up to see more of the same. I love it when the heavens open up like this. If you’ve followed my extended absence from blogging on my social media posts, you’ll know we’ve moved to a new part of the country. It seems like every day I’m looking up to see what heaven is sending my way. I hope to never stop.
