Yesterday in the middle of winter it in the low 70's and the sun broke through the clouds. It was stunningly beautiful. It was a gift that I rather desperately needed so I accepted it without hesitation.
I loaded up the kids and headed off for the Missouri Botanical gardens. We have been members for years. We use the membership all the time. There was no one there so we could wander and run and play like fairy-kin gloriously released from captivity.
The Linnean Greenhouse is one of the oldest continually operating greenhouses and it sits as you first come into the garden. It was wonderful to be greeting with a profusion of color and blooms.
But outdoor nature was not be outdone.
There were hints of color to be found in trees just beginning to awaken and berries still hanging on the bushes.
The moss greeted us with the lush green reminiscent of an early summer's day.
But there is a stark beauty within winter waiting to take your breath away if you will but notice it.
I think the point of this story is to be willing to accept the gifts given to you when they are presented. Don't be so caught up in your agendas and schedules that you allow an unexpectedly perfect day to slip though your fingers. Do not focus on the good at the sacrifice of the amazing.
And know that every season has its time and the sunlight and warmth will return to our lives before we know it.