I’m working on something that’s not quite up to my typical blogging standards (Read: lazy and haven’t finished it yet), so here’s a quickie.
Consider it a footnote to last week’s weather post.
There’s a row of maple trees that line the street between the convent where I work and the hospital where I don’t work:
I confess that I have not paid proper attention to these trees all summer long. Now I’m like a stalker, taking their picture at least twice a day.
Yet despite this glorious view, yesterday I overheard two people talking:
“Has the sun peaked out yet?”
“Ugh. I hate this gloomy weather.”
It’s true. It rained all day yesterday and was quite overcast.
But on my way home from work, I saw this:
I stood there — in the rain, mind you — and stared in wonder. Have you ever seen such a glorious masterpiece? On a sidewalk?!
I tried counting the number of Crayola crayon colors represented, but I ran out of crayons.
After giving the display proper reverence and adulation, I continued walking. Then turned back to take a picture because I nearly forgot.
Clearly, the people complaining about gloomy weather were making a fundamental error. Rather than looking up, they should have looked down!
Keep that in mind, friends. Even in the deepest gloom, beauty can be found. And it might be right under your feet.
Today’s weather: SNOW!
I tried to take a picture, but it’s a little faint. Trust me, that hazy bit you see is the real thing.
I got off work early today and in my mailbox was a book I ordered from Amazon. (Now that’s what I call timing.) So please excuse me while I brew a cup of tea and settle in for a good read.
Happy October, friends. It’s gonna be a beauty…