A gift for my art journal . . .
a gift from our new friend, egret.
A gift left for us on the hills of this sanctuary.
I'd nearly forgotten how much I loved walking there - especially on a cloud covered morning.
It's been far too long since I visited this sanctuary for birds . . . this sanctuary for me.
After a walk there, I feel a deep sense of peace and stillness, which I carry with me all day . . .
and that leaves me with a smile on my face.