When I was here last, a few small flocks of Canadian Geese were fishing and swimming in the blue green bay. This morning, two lone birds were making a V pattern in the water. Are they the ones left behind, too weak to make the flight to warmer climes?
This is the coldest morning I have been on the perch, as this is my first December day here.
The beauty I see and the peace I feel as I take deep breaths of cold winter air amaze me. The tiniest detail, the frost on the stripy rocks, fills me with awe. I am blessed.
Thank you for this day.
Much love, Beautiful Ones!