Good morning from…by the brook♡
Everyday the brook offers it’s gift to all that dwell nearby and those just passing through. This includes me.
The morning’s temperature has cooled off from the much needed rain that passed through in last night’s late evening hours. The timely group of ducks have arrived. The sun has yet to rise, so I can just barely make out their active silhouettes as they glide amidst the brook’s bed of exposed rocks. Any moment they will be waddling up the small hill for their first morning’s meal; I am trying to stay as still as possible so I can enjoy my first morning’s sip of hot coffee. The slightest move, they perceive as an invitation to my patio. They have become so familiar to my offering, they walk alongside me and stand almost foot to foot. I must admit, my heart dances at their very act.
As I was digging a tall cup into their large bag of nibblits, I heard the gaggling group take off in flight and loudly land back into the brook. At first glance I saw nothing that may cause a disturbance and figured it was that damn hawk, he angers me so! Not on my watch!
But then… I noticed a soft brown doe standing on the edge of the brook eating the greens growing from it’s dark soiled edge. I swiftly grabbed my camera. She continued to dine then gently walked through the water toward me, pretending not to notice me, but I know she did. She made her way through the tall Eastern White Pines that live outside my dining room windows. I watched her slowly emerge from the tall trees and stop. No sense of urgency showed on her small frame, but her eyes were fixed straight in front of her. My curiosity kept my eyes fixed on her, waiting, watching for any sign her body would show me. It was not a minute later when a fawn excitedly scampered from the woods, and behind him, a second. How sweet I thought, to witness their enthusiasm in that moment. I then realized their enthusiasm was for their morning meal as well. This was my first time witnessing a mother doe nursing her babies. Such an unexpected gift. She stood still and relaxed, seemingly content as the two toddlers waved their white fluffy tails wildly. Only moments later they unlatched themselves and began grazing amongst the moist green grass heavy with delicious drops of rain.
My words are not with me at the moment, just a full breath of gratitude for great gifts of grace. From God, the Universe, Creation, Life. May you experience such grace each day. It’s there. Just stand still, relax, be content, it will find you♡
Sending you my love xo
Maureen
