I was not disappointed as I found a few shimmering beauties in the soft morning light.
If I were a bird I would be very reassured by all the berry goodness.
The morning light revealed silver and gold.
And even some liquid gold dancing in the fresh, earthy breeze.
These copper leaves found their foil against the chartreuse moss.
And the lichen that lay like brocade along the branch swelled and bloomed after the rain.
Some kind people even left ornaments to remind the overwintering birds that merriment is still to come.
When I looked down I saw someone left me a note but I don't understand the language. It must be very old.
I think it says something about walking with wonder and grace.
Happy Sunday :)