What the birds see

What I learned from their point of view

Good Morning Glories

I painted this flowerbed of morning glories from the view of a bird flying overhead.

Not because I’ve ever been a bird.
But because I’ve lived through seasons where I had to rise above my life just to see the beauty I was already standing in.

It’s easy to get stuck in the muck—
Then complain.
Then grow angry.
Then spiral.

But what if we co…