Just as the sun starts to light up the sky, flocks of birds fly over the house.
White snow egrets with gold reflected on their wings, ducks in almost perfect formations and swallows moving in waves.
Closer to me, a few hummingbirds buzz around the lavender; while, despite the coolness of the air, bees start their morning collection around the same flowers.
These are the sights I am privileged to, and every dawn I give thanks for the beauty.
This morning, from way way up, a white egret pooped. As simple as that, and it landed a few centimeters from my foot.
I took it as a blessing both for its ordinary nature and … for having missed me.
I smiled and the smile remained with me for the entire day.
Who would have thought? Life brings us joy in so many forms!