This World Holds Many Blessings
It was a blazing beautiful day today, and I am feeling content and happy with my lot (for once - *grin*).
Who could fail to be happy when she can walk up a high hill and look out over blue seas and mountains, with the sun on the water glinting like gold leaf?
Or see three turkey buzzards wheeling in the bright air?
Or catch by its soft rustle the fluid dart of a snake?
Or sit with the warm, solid shoulder of her dog against her side, feeling the rise and fall of his breath under his soft fur?
Or see this?
Who could fail to be happy when she can walk up a high hill and look out over blue seas and mountains, with the sun on the water glinting like gold leaf?
Or see three turkey buzzards wheeling in the bright air?
Or catch by its soft rustle the fluid dart of a snake?
Or sit with the warm, solid shoulder of her dog against her side, feeling the rise and fall of his breath under his soft fur?
Or see this?