Taking off my shoes

This cloud caught my attention yesterday afternoon.  How much beauty do we overlook in our hurried lives?  Even though I see only a tiny fraction of what’s there before me, the little I see is enough to keep me constantly amazed.

It reminds me of something from Elizabeth Barrett Browing.  I’ve posted it on here before, but it is worth repeating: 

Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes,
The rest sit round it, and pluck blackberries…

Sometimes some of that heaven crammed into earth is subtle.  Other times, it’s impossible to miss.  I was delighted to find this beneath one of the sitting hens this morning.

Then I walked to the back pasture to find my friends there waiting to greet me.

Early chores done, I come back to the house to have a little breakfast before going to tie tomatoes.  When I get to the garden, I’m going to take off my shoes.

Love Wins