July 14, 2025
Morning Reflections
Splash & Sanctuary
There wasn’t much sun today—just a hush of grey above the rails. But that didn’t stop the joy. Clubby perched quietly, familiar and grounding, while new wings circled in curiosity. I turned the water on, and suddenly the morning lit up—not with sunlight, but with splashes. Feathers flew, droplets danced, and the bath became a celebration in monochrome. They need a fountain. A soft place where joy rises even on cloudy days. I’ll build it. Because light doesn’t have to come from the sky—it pours from the presence of wings.
Grateful For:
- Cloud-covered joy.
- Clubby’s steady spirit
- The brightness of feathered trust
