A little miracle happens here on some October mornings. The sun rises over the ridge and greets us through a veil of spruce. As it does, it enflames the maple leaves and magically illuminates our birdbath. The birdbath becomes a liquid crystal ball that predicts a wonderful day. It’s a lovely invitation to come out and play.
If you get close and peer down into the birdbath, you’ll see – simultaneously – fallen leaves under the water and fluttering leaves in the trees above – a message about the day that’s open for personal musing:
(Images taken in Brooklin. Maine, on October 21, 2026.)