Unexpectedly, snow began to fall. Flakes in different sizes and shapes were seen from a sky colored in smudged charcoal that seemed to be sketched against a slanted artist’s easel from Paris. Falling freely, endlessly. White and wet.
Not yet winter, the picture before me fooled even God’s seasoned calendar. A fall that fell quite early it seemed, leaving crinkled leaves suddenly damp within the woodland trees behind my home. Colors of finality dipped in burgundy and muted gold spoke volumes to creatures living in the forest.
This morning before rising, I delighted in viewing nature’s entertainment seen through the bow of my bedroom window. Surely, it could have been a miniature version of the famous Circe-de-Solei! Dancing acrobatically, bushy tails of nutmeg twirled and flew. No net was underneath lest they fall or break a neck.
Wheee!! Padded paws on furry limbs passed each other, swinging on trapeze bars of wired imagination. Two by two. Or, perhaps I saw them grabbing on to nothing more than hanging vines? Acorns fell to the ground, leaving minute indentations in the snow. Little plops of nests where forest fairies might stop to rest. Time to take a break or sit and see the next matinée of the day.
When the opportunity arises, enjoy God’s life of free-living and breathing entertainment. Nature is always putting on a show. Open your eyes to see the spellbinding world surrounding you. No reservations needed!