When I open my eyes I see two geese huddled together as if trying to stay warm from the lingering winter. They ruffle their feathers and nuzzle their beaks. I wonder if they are able to sense when spring will make it's grand entrance. I see the silhouette of a tree bending it's branches down into the frigid pond for a drink. It uses all it's strength to root itself in the soil that has been slowly slipping away from the continuous thaw and frost we have had over this past winter. I see the blades of grass covered in a silvery frost, and if I lean in close can almost hear the crackle as it tries to break free of it's grip. I see over 30 pine trees stand majestically around our house, as if they were soldiers guarding our dwelling from the dangers that lie beyond them. I see rows upon rows of fractured corn stalks, just waiting to be tilled, so as the soil can begin producing new growth. I hear the humming of cars and semis, as people begin their morning commute to work. About once every five minutes someone wanders off to the rumble strip. I imagine that they haven't had their morning coffee yet, and are sleepy eyed and worn as the week comes to an end. It makes me grin as I cradle my warm cup of coffee and smell the aroma it brings. It makes me grin that I am fortunate enough to take in this beautiful view, look out my window and watch as the morning unfolds. I am thankful that I can stay in my pj's, lean my head toward the window as the sun begins to pour it's rays through a tiny corner of our home, all while the kids are still tucked soundly in their bed. Yes, I am sure this will be a beautiful day. Nature seems to whisper it's radiance, as I quietly stand in the warmth of our home.
When I open my eyes, really open my eyes, I can embrace the beauty that God puts before me. And this all before 7:30 A.M and in my back yard! Just imagine if I had my eyes open all day!