As I cross part of the country after taking my daughters to the airport, I feel my antennae picking up the sunlight. A welcome change after weeks of rain. I enjoy the clear blue sky and the play of light in the changing landscape. A hint of my daughter's perfume hangs in my nose, promising the warmth of hugs for a while.
The light slowly fades away and makes way for the dark blue of the falling evening. At that moment, a beautiful flock of ducks flies in a V-formation over the highway. Just when I think that one day cannot contain any more magic, the moon appears in all its splendor after the bend, just above the horizon in front of me. A gigantic, warm yellow, perfectly round balloon.
Sometimes life blinds me. The gray skies, the constant rain. The worked-too-long-too-little-sleep days. The how-do-I-fix-this-again days. The I-am-trying-so-hard-and-why-actually days.
And then - 5 senses on - I wake up, the veils removed. In that enchantment of the everyday I feel the beauty that is always there. Beauty that I like to share with you.