i am a hunter of beauty and i move slow and i keep the eyes wide, every fiber of every muscle sensing all wonder and this is the thrill of the hunt and i could be an expert on the life full...
i hunger to taste life.
God.
a few days ago i wrote about the clouds...they finally lifted and we'd never been so happy to see the sun...
we could have had a week full of sunshine and never appreciated them as much as that one day...it was beautiful.
every little piece of beach time became sacred...wherever we could squeeze it from the day...
with an abundance of sun i would have never been so quick to follow my toddler's cue to hit the beach in our pj's before 7am during a little window of dry time...
...this would have never happened...
...i'm so glad it did...
and with a week full of sunshine we would have plopped ourselves on a beach chair to 'relax' and never received such complete restoration of spirit as we found here...
brookgreen gardens...one of my favorite places in all the world...seriously {i'm not just being dramatic}. why do i not make time for this every summer when i am only fifteen minutes away.
you would never imagine that just south of one of the most touristy and commercialized places on the east coast there is this sanctuary full of art, poetry, nature, wildlife...so perfectly and naturally woven together.
all i kept thinking was - beauty. everywhere i turned...beauty.
beauty that brings peace and inspiration all at once...rushing over you. even under a sky heavy with gray i felt light as a feather floating through a technicolor dream land.
giving thanks for the clouds...always...
what unexpected beauty have you found lately? or do you need a rainy day to get you hunting?
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