Sunday morning I was ready to leave, and for the very first time I saw some little birds flying around.
I just took out a little time to watch the birds. It looked like they were having fun. I thought to myself, why didn’t I see them before, then I realized I’m always in a hurry.
If you notice the animals. They’re never in a hurry, they take their time.
It seems like the snow is slowly melting, and it seems like we are all in a hurry, for what?
Wherever we go some folks are in a hurry. If we take our time and watch what’s going on, we can take a moment and breath.
Jonathan May III