Beginning each and every new day - hoping for something...expecting nothing at all.
The landscape is color-less. It's bare. It's the end of this month...and first signs of spring can hardly be found.
I close my eyes...I imagine. A box of color-filled crayons..each and every one a new and different hue. A parade of playful clowns. A band of singing minstrels.
A gaggle of ordinary geese.
The palette is monochrome. The scene - everyday It's nothing..and it's everything. It's as beautiful as I wish it. It's all about the lens thru which I choose to see.
Today - my lens is technicolored.
I see every color of the rainbow. I see hope. I see possibility. I see geese congregating and celebrating the beginning of this new day.