My dreams grabbed onto a feather and took flight this evening, catching lifts of inspiration and new energy to rise higher and higher. Floating, seeking, musing.
And then a downdraft, and my feather got hung up on a weed, snagged and stuck for the evening. Such is the way somedays. It may seem like a temporary setback, but lo! There is much to be learned from a new vantage point. And being grounded down to earth, rather than adrift, could be a very good thing. At least the weed company I keep is grand!
It’s all in how you look at it!
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.