Out by the lake on another gray morning, by this time it has just become the default, I don’t expect much else. I’ve switched over to my macro lens so that I can narrow my focus and get lost in the details – a good strategy for when the big picture is too dull or depressing.
This morning I am drawn to the buds on the trees; they represent exactly how I feel lately – hopeful and stirring with energy. I’m in an idea mode – ready to transition to a put my head down and work mode. The most inspiring part of being a bud in winter is the patience and perseverance it takes to sit tight in the cold weather - ready to explode when the warm air comes.