Dolphins corralled a school of fish out in front this morning, birds diving on a feeding frenzy...blow holes and flukes of humpbacks shooting water a bit further out...the waves crashing on the shore, the sun shining brightly while the spinners jumped out of and into the surf.
There's my mother, there's my father...there's my church early this Sunday morn.
Whether woods or waters, mountains or prairies...beauty and love surrounds us...none are so blind as those who cannot see.
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