It was cold out.
Cold, gray, and that “Cape Cod raw” like you read about.
And when I headed out on my walk, I thought there would be nothing going on in the marsh to see…
When — there he was!
Standing alone, out in the middle of the marsh.
As blue as I’ve ever seen a Great Blue Heron look!
I got a bit distracted when I heard tiny little peeps calling to me from the bushes along the marsh.
Why, it was a charming pair of House Sparrows, popping up to say, “Hello”!
Just then, I noticed how beautiful the cat o’nine tails looked right in front of me, just ripening and ready to burst.
‘Funny, how quickly I had gone from thinking there’d be a whole lotta’ nothin’ to see out in the marsh that morning…
To realizing, once again, like so many times before…
That there’s always a whole lotta’ somethin’ out there to see and hear.
If you just stop.
And look. ❤