So here we are with nine months of the Covid 19 pandemic behind us and I am sometimes afraid to look forward as this 'triathlon', as our provincial health officer, Dr. Bonnie Henry calls this journey, seems endless.
I have chosen to practice daily gratitude to maintain mental and spiritual health in this unprecedented time.
"Gratitude doesn't change the scenery. It merely washes clean the glass you look through so you can clearly see the colours." Richelle Goodrich
So I continue to clean my glasses, pick up my camera often and look for opportunities that bring me joy which in turn creates a grateful heart. On dreary days when my spirit may feel a bit downcast, I will still practice Gratitude. About 6 years ago I penned my personal acronym for the word gratitude.
God's riches acknowledged today in Trudy's usual daily events.
There were at least 30 Quail wandering across the lawn as I crept ever so slowly to the patio window scaring a few away. They will be around all winter fat and fluffy.
Tomorrow I turn the calendar page to the first of the winter months. Autumn has done it's work of gloriously transforming colours and of trees shedding their garments. A new beauty will arrive as the trees become a stark silhouette against icy skies. The exciting season of Advent has come with its rich tapestry of liturgy and traditions of lighting candles as the days grow shorter and darker.
2 comments:
Your eye, along with your camera and words, have captured the beauty and tastes of fall. Gorgeous!
Catherine
Thanks for posting Trudy. Beautiful .
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