An early morning walk around the finger lakes, with just the bird song and my thoughts to accompany me.
So good for the soul.
No matter what craziness is happening all around, no matter who holds power, the morning breaks, the song thrush sings his heart out, the blossom opens and confidently greets the day.
I am reminded that there is a greater power at work. And hope returns.
Thank you all for your lovely comments. A quick update - my camera has completely packed up; my role in organising an twinning visit which is currently happening here in Bedford escalated to fill every single moment, and my Uncle passed away which means I am taking time out from that to fly to Scotland for the funeral. Bear with me for a little while longer. Thank you šš
Very nice image and I like your commentary. Always good to read the upbeat and optimistic. The day will continue to break but the songbirds might not always be around to sing as we seem to be at the start of a period of mass extinctions which might well take out humans too. Oh dear I have now spoilt your tone
Thank you all for your lovely comments. A quick update - my camera has completely packed up; my role in organising an twinning visit which is currently happening here in Bedford escalated to fill every single moment, and my Uncle passed away which means I am taking time out from that to fly to Scotland for the funeral. Bear with me for a little while longer. Thank you šš