I wrote this yesterday evening but thought it might sound a bit 'airy-fairy'/boring/pretentious to post. This morning I have decided that I don't care!
Up before the rest of the world, or at least that's how it felt this morning. A hint of frost on the fields and the sun streaming through the chilly air. The early warmth on the flowering currant. That light that feels so magical, so familiar, and such a privilege to see. The light that makes you wonder why you don't do this every morning.
Driving. Distracted briefly by the lines of daffodils glowing on the verge, lit like halos, that window of opportunity so short that nobody else will see them quite like that today.
Parking. The sun catching the castle, the trees, the new buds, early leaves - bringing fresh life to that composition again.
Deep blue sky against the high college wall - brick red with one stark white narrow window stretching elegantly from floor to roof. I nearly took a picture, but didn't. I'm not sure why.
I took one of the flowering currant though. Here it is, but I don't know if you'll see the magic that was in it this morning. Perhaps because it wasn't just in the sun, or the currant, or the early morning. It was in me too, as I looked.
I don't know how often I'll post over the next few days. A huge (to me) unexpected but unavoidable expense has meant that I need to re-think my work/income/ways of living etc, so I need to focus on that just now. I'm not ruling out sudden bright ideas or moments of revelation though so I may be back soon!
In the meantime I hope there will be some magic in your days.