This morning I was looking out the window just as the sun was coming up. The day was like an early Spring day when mist is heavy in the air as the sun begins to burn through it. One solitary little bird was singing in the quiet of the morning. No other sounds, just the little bird singing his heart out but in the still of the day, the sound was more beautiful and haunting than if it had been later when everything is loud and no one would have noticed. I like to focus all of my attention on one thing such as that then completely appreciate it. If I can do that with one aspect of nature per day, it is super great.. "I heard a bird sing in the dark of December, a magical thing and sweet to remember."(author unknown)~Cindy
