I am grateful for clouds. Each morning, early, I walk the two-mile loop at the beach among the sea grapes and palms. Gopher turtles, raccoons, squirrels, and a variety of birds keep me company. Recently, the sun is hot already in the early morning. I am grateful for the occasional cloud that gives me a moment’s relief.
Then I think of those seeking a tan for whom the cloud is a problem, not a joy. Perhaps that is the way of life’s many challenges. At the time, they may be problematic but perhaps from another point of view, they may also provide a hidden gift.
A year ago my son hung a pretty, etched bird feeder just outside my office window from my frangiopanji tree. A storm blew it down.
This year he hung two bird feeders that have remained and attracted a wide variety of song birds much to my enjoyment.
They must not see me in the window as they eat and sing away in every color of the rainbow. It’s a matter of perspective, but I think the most beautiful is the painted bunting. However, the bright red cardinals are right up there.
My window gives me a lot of joy as I write each day.
I’ve added the Ghost Orchid video as a reminder that Ghost Orchid tucked in an orchid plant is a perfect mother’s day gift. Ghost Orchid asks if love is eternal, especially a mother’s love.