There are days I wish I could bottle,
and place on a shelf in the closet for safekeeping -
so that on a grey, cold day when I need it the most,
I could uncork the bottle and let this escape...
There are times that I think a set of horns would come in
But, of course, horns are out of the question;
and holding on to any given day is impossible.
The next best thing I can do is to try and capture the essence of
every given day in photographs and words,
and etch a lasting impression within my memory.
I have found that focussing on gratitude for the wonders of each
day is a good exercise in committing that day to memory.
When I not only observe the gifts of a day,
but silently speak the words of appreciation,
the day becomes tangible and lasting.
There is much we are missing in this new normal world.
Our task is to focus on what is in front of us and be grateful.
I've had a lot of fun lately watching the birds as they go about their
lives, once again able to free range (fox-free... we keep our fingers crossed).
The ducks seem to have become more of a cohesive group,
and yet, the five elders stay together (on the right),
and the seven youngsters do the same (on the left).
Their days are busy,...