
Life can be so busy with whatever it is that we have in our lives that we can so easily miss the beautiful things in life. To be able to sit at my back door of my home and watch the clouds changing shape, the colors blending in or are in contrast with other colors. Tiny little voices from the trees quietly chirping now and then. Then quietness. A gentle breeze blowing caressing the trees, the leaves rustling in the breeze. The evening light soon turns to a blanket of darkness for the night, for needed sleep for outdoor creatures and humans alike.