The magic happens every day, even on a Monday morning, but I don’t always take the time to stop and notice.
In just an hour of paying attention:
The air is the perfect temperature – not so warm or cold as to demand attention.
Watching an artist become
The little one exploring – getting familiar with Mother Nature
And Mother Nature says hi right back.
A mama bird feeding her chicks…
A perfect rosebud…
Mother Nature reclaiming a chair…
I find the magic every time I look for it. I just have to remember to look.
Every day is a gift.