As I was rushing upstairs to dive into a batch of editing this morning, I passed the window and caught a glimpse of the scenery outside. I had to pause. It was as if the sun had tossed confetti into the fields! Bejeweled it lay before me. Wow. I plonked down the cup of coffee in my hand and got my camera. Twenty minutes later I was back. The coffee was cold, but I had my fix.
Frida Kahlo said that she painted flowers so they will not die. I totally get that. It’s for exactly the same reason we take photos, isn’t it? But this morning I didn’t photograph anything for the sake of keeping it. I took these photos to celebrate the fact that new, fresh, unique beauty gets dashed out every morning. Today’s splendour can blow us away, then blow away. Tomorrow will come with a fresh new set. A “new day.” And to think, we get one every. single. morning we open our eyes and yawn. I just love it! And man, do I need it!
Lamentations 3:23 ” … his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning.”