My Morning Walk

Here’s what I saw on this morning’s walk…
Snow!
Lots and lots of snow!
And deer!
Lots and lots of deer!
Dressed in the morning snow
Melting away into a white trailside cathedral
And birds!
Lots and lots of birds!
… a flicker, hugging a tree trunk
… downy woodpeckers, flitting about
… chickadees, darting from snowy twig to snowy twig
… a pileated woodpecker, the avian prize
And tracks!
Lots and lots of tracks!
Dog-like, but not a dog’s
A coyote! A gray ghost, ahead, watching, then trotting away.
And me!
… alone on the snowy path, but not alone
If you know what I mean
This is my Father’s world… 
If you know what I mean…

Sometimes There are Clouds

Sometimes there are none.

Sunny days. No shade. Cold winter nights.

Sometimes they are quite ordinary.

Sheets of gray. Nondescript. Hiding what’s behind.

Sometimes they provide interesting backdrops.

To enhance the ordinary.

Sometimes they bring what we need.

To fill creeks. To quench thirst. To water the earth.

Sometimes they’re a gift.

… If we pay attention…

To dazzle. To delight. To make us smile.

Today’s unexpected delight… Today’s gift.