A Distant Twinkling

So easy to find beauty - when the sun shines. To find joy - where there is laughter and light. And happiness - in the bounty.

But the true challenge and gift - is finding it where there seems not to be any. When the rain falls. When it's dark and when there is no light in sight.

Another stormy morning. Another day of rain. Another opportunity to seek it out..and find it once again.

Candles - I thought. Blowing in the wind....lighting the new way. Little twinkiing eyes...winking and blinking and twirling about. It wasn't until I got in closer that I could see what it really was. Not candles. Not eyes. Just the same old gaggle of the same old geese..rendered different on this new day.