Walking up the valley in soft Welsh rain this morning, the light shifts.
I am noticing what is in front of me with different sight.
An abundance in the narrow meadows where we haven’t yet mown.
An astonishing array of beautiful grasses. Each with their distinctive characteristics and way of reaching for the sunlight.
Perhaps this is the time when what is there in its natural abundance is given the space to grow.
Rather than narrow definitions of thriving and success.
I wonder, what are you seeing?