Crab Apples and Chicken Coops

As my friend, Diane, and I were finishing lunch today, just when we hit on what we thought was sort of a light bulb moment, the sun came out as if to agree that we had, indeed, shed some light on a certain subject. What started out as a gloomy day suddenly changed. The Universe's pre-chosen topic for the day, previously unknown to us, had been discovered and some little nugget of  "truth," as we perceive it, had arrived. We always have a nice mix of laughs and serious talk and I always walk away feeling better than when I arrived.

We sometimes visit a store called  Mind, Body, Spirit. It's fun to see what's new and pick out refrigerator magnets that reflect where our heads are at. I recently picked out one that said,  "Embrace your power. Don't apologize for it."  Last visit, Diane chose, "When opportunity knocks, don't be the one who says, 'Can somebody get that?'" When she showed it to me, I couldn't stop giggling. It always makes for a good time and today was no exception.

By the time I'd gotten back home the sunlight had taken on a really nice quality. I was running around the house taking care of a few chores when I noticed the metal on the old coop gleaming in the late afternoon light and I knew I couldn't stay inside one more minute.

As I was heading out back to take the coops picture I got sidetracked by an ornamental crab. Its leaves are starting to turn; its apples slightly dimpled by the cool nights. I was absolutely transfixed by these little guys. Standing underneath them felt as though I was standing inside a painting.

Later in the evening, as I sat on the edge of the bed looking out the window at the sun peeking between the yellowing trees as it was getting ready to set, I said to myself,  'Wow,' very quietly. I just sat there for a while looking out the window letting it all soak in.




The photographs are mine.