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I never remember my backyard being so beautiful. Maybe I experience the same feeling every year? Hmm.
I was standing on my back porch, looking up at all the trees that seem to stretch on for miles.. they are so beautiful. Patches of blue sky peeking through a thick canopy of the greenest leaves.. pale sunlight making it's way down to the ivy and moss carpeting the earth...
I talk to everything. My dogs (this goes without saying?), trees, the sky.. I address the Spirit in all things, I know It's there.. So, I was talking to the trees, and asking the helix-tree if it had always been so big and beautiful.. and, while looking up at it, a wonderfully fattened male robin swooped down from, literally, right above my head, and landed right at my feet. He looked at me, cocking his head from side to side, his bright yellow beak the only distinguished feature on his sweet face, before hopping a few steps away, admiring the little purple flowers covering the ground. The sudden flapping of his wings barely startled me, even though it cut through the womb-like silence of the yard. I smiled at him and spoke, knowing he came from Heaven.
I was standing on my back porch, looking up at all the trees that seem to stretch on for miles.. they are so beautiful. Patches of blue sky peeking through a thick canopy of the greenest leaves.. pale sunlight making it's way down to the ivy and moss carpeting the earth...
I talk to everything. My dogs (this goes without saying?), trees, the sky.. I address the Spirit in all things, I know It's there.. So, I was talking to the trees, and asking the helix-tree if it had always been so big and beautiful.. and, while looking up at it, a wonderfully fattened male robin swooped down from, literally, right above my head, and landed right at my feet. He looked at me, cocking his head from side to side, his bright yellow beak the only distinguished feature on his sweet face, before hopping a few steps away, admiring the little purple flowers covering the ground. The sudden flapping of his wings barely startled me, even though it cut through the womb-like silence of the yard. I smiled at him and spoke, knowing he came from Heaven.