Expectations

expectations

I wasn’t expecting to see the heron the near end of the lake this morning. And I could so easily have missed it, as it blended into the grey waters around.

But then, for a moment, his elegant neck and head swivelled to take it all in before leaving with his languid flight.

What else am I open to seeing today beyond the camouflage?

Or does the fact that it’s Monday shrink my expectations?

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