The lake at Centennial Park, Nashville, Tennessee
Sunday afternoon saw sunshine pouring down, the sky a cloudless blue. Just perfect for a trip to the park to feed the ducks. I wonder if it was the ducks who needed the bread we brought, or us who needed to have the ducks to feed? I suspect it might be the latter.
Counting the everyday, everyman graces provided for us in the park:
Daffodils in winter
Yellow trumpets on the shore of the lake, that went BOO at us as we walked by. It's only 29 January, but beginning to look like spring. We had an unusually warm winter this year, with many daily maximums above ten degrees celsius. It's nice that in Tennessee we get to have some snow, but also a fair number of winter days mild enough to venture outside to enjoy the sun.
Three Canadian Geese
Canadian Geese nonchalantly gliding by, always unfazed; an inspiration to me to remember that our Heavenly Father cares for us in far greater proportion than He provides for them.
Seagulls in the city
Seagulls careening, reminding me that just as they were gifted with wings to fly, I am gifted with just the right talents to do all the good works that my Heavenly Father has called me to do.
Was it a birthday?
A bunch of balloons bouncing by, evidence that the heart of a little girl or boy had been cheered, that she or he had smiled and laughed - a reminder that it shouldn't take so much to delight my heart, either.
I don't want to ever lose that wonder.