A foggy start to my walk today. But the drops of dew made the roadside shine when the rising sun finally broke through.
I just had to stop and admire each fragile flower and glistening weed. The spider webs wore capes of sparkling diamonds. The grass glowed emerald green.
The morning is such a wonderful time to be alive. I usually hit the road before sunup. Then I have the extra pleasure of seeing the world light up before me.
Step after step, gravel crunching under my boots. My cadence marks time with the dawning of the day.
Most of the birdsong is gone by this time of the year. Nests have been built and emptied. The small ones have learned to fly. The flocks are beginning to think about packing up and moving to a more hospitable place. More seeds. More water. Better place to rest and relax.
But the rabbits are out on the road, nuzzling the gravel in search of what? Are they sharpening their teeth? Finding a few stray leaves of grass? Who knows. It is a mystery to me. I do tell them as best I can that they need to be more cautious. Some varmint quicker than I will see them and pounce before they can hide. But I have come to realize that they do not sense fear when they see me coming. And maybe that is a good thing.
Because I am enjoying the beauty of the morning. And just thankful that I am able to walk and see and enjoy what my Maker has given me.
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