Weekend Coffee: The Beauty of Nature

I don’t have to look far to see the beauty and strength of nature. She may not be much to look at with her red eyes and grey color, but she is strong. She is focused. She is driven.

Even as torrential rains fall and flood the streets below, even as hail pelts the windows, even as thunder booms and lightning flashes, she sits. Waiting patiently. Braving the storms that keep moving through the area. Sheltering the best she can in the corner of the windowsill. Protecting her children from the fierce outburst of Mother Nature.

She is struggling to keep her fledgling family safe. Her dedication amazes me.

She’s already proven she can overcome obstacles. She build her nest among the spikes meant to keep her away. She’s clever and determined. She will survive.

I tell you about the pigeon living on the windowsill while we enjoy our coffee on this beautiful summer morning. As we talk about her, shading our eyes from the early rays of sun, we marvel at all the wonders that surround us if we take the time to see.

The dew sparkling on the leaves of my garden. The spider web that glistens in an intricate pattern.

Though, later, I may not be marveling at the spider web when I forget it is there and walk through it. I tell you how I started my morning yesterday covered in spider web and we laugh. It is not hard to imagine me dancing the traditional dance of the web.

The spider, too, continually works at survival. If I am not the one destroying its web, something else does, so it must be rebuilt. Night after night.

Watching and talking about the struggles others (not just birds and spiders) overcome to survive, makes it seem silly to not go for a run because I feel lazy today.

Once we finish our coffee and I tend to my garden, I will put on my running shoes and hit the pavement. It is too nice a day to spend inside.

Until next time…

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