“To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same field, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before and which shall never be seen again.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
OK, I’ll go one further than Ralph Waldo.
I would wager that every minute, a picture emerges.
Think about it folks.
Every minute…or even less.
Mere seconds.
How fortunate am I…
…that I get to view the sunrise each morning from my glassed Wee House.
No distractions.
A view to the world.
My world.
My “40″.
Only Nature as my entertainment.
My Sunday sunrise.
“This is the day which the LORD has made; Let us rejoice and be glad in it.”
Psalm 118:24
One minute later.
Three minutes have evolved.
Four…
Five minutes…five different views.
Two days later ~ Tuesday.
A work day.
Destination – office.
It’s difficult to walk away from my “40″ and shut out Nature for the day.
Every fiber in my body fights it.
For I know…
Every minute counts.
And shall never be seen again.
Until tomorrow ~ God willing (and providing proof of His grace and beauty ~ minute by minute)
Woodswoman
