July 25, 2025
Morning Reflections
Reflections at Low Tide
This morning was so beautiful. The tide was low, and the sky was filled with soft, puffy clouds reflecting perfectly on the wet sand—like a dream you could walk through. The sun beamed through breaks in the clouds, casting golden light on the ocean and the people strolling along the shoreline. Snowy egrets danced near the edge of the waves, searching for their morning meal. Adonis, the osprey, stood proud on his post, ever watchful for his catch. And the pigeons—my loyal little crew—were all lined up, just as they always are. Everything felt in place. I love my mornings. I am blessed.
Morning Gratitude Thought
There’s something sacred about starting the day with nature. The way the light hits the water, the rhythm of the waves, the quiet company of birds—it all reminds me to slow down, breathe deeply, and give thanks for another day of beauty.
