Mystical Morning Walk

It is a drab winter day as I set out, looking forward to spring. It feels like there may be no pictures this morning. How wrong one can be…

The first thing I see this morning offers up a glimpse of the world coming back once more.

This polyvalent window startles me with its “Good morning!”

The smallest delight, hidden in the dry leaves, appears at my feet…

A quiet reminder of abiding love…

Plain truth captured in simple beauty…

I’d happily walk through this gateway…

Thanks for joining me again for my morning glimpses.  I promise to fill them with beauty and to keep the narrative blessedly short.

Until the next time…

Grace and peace to you,

Art Mills