A beautiful morning awaits as I trek down the road toward the picturesque harbour setting. It never gets old as I take in the silence and picturesqueness of the early hours this day. Every where I look, I see signs of life. Still in its presence but a sight to behold as I amble along the way of the road. God’s creation of awesomeness. There are times I cannot catch my breath as I try to take it all in, the sights and sounds of my surroundings. Is it not remarkable how nature just knows how to put things together, placing its natural state into an art form that cannot always be captured by the human hand or eye? But I try.
Me I try to have my phone with me for the most part as I never know what grabs my attention. Like today, I stopped a few times along my walk, interrupting my pace of briskness. Click. Click. Oh yes, and click again. LOL. I mean stopping to smell the roses is just that…stopping and pausing. Taking in what is before me. Different frames await in my amateurish attempt at expressing what I see. It is not just see but feel. It is splendour delightfully so.
As I pass the jelly-bean coloured fishing buildings at the river source, the water is almost at rest. Very little ripple touches the pier and lobster boat hauls as they anchor silently on either side of the local wharf’s edge. The tide is in too which means it must be in the middle of the month. Looking over the still water, a translucent mist holds itself over the top of the water which adds an eerie allure to daybreak. Hmmmm.
I wonder what today will bring. I am in humbly in gratitude this day. Blessings.
Let us pray for those who need our prayers especially the recent happenings of fire spreading and beloved losses of lives in the respective communities of Manitoba and Texas. Amen
Karenpondering 