See with fresh eyes and be open to possibilities, ready to receive what is offered.
Sit with the gifts, notice the seeds of photos and poetry.
On Friday, the surprises were chickadees at the birdbath and a poem about reflections on glassy water.
The photography weekend continues to offer its lessons, the most wonderful being an increased awareness of the world inside me and the reflections outside me.
I am grateful for this attuned vision and for the delightful company of chickadees.
1 comment:
chickadees are so cute, very like our coal tits....
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