Dew

Last week I visited Cataloochee valley here in the mountains of North Carolina. The show of the elk that live there is an amazing thing to see. And hear, because there was some bugling to be heard too. A very high pitched sound which can be heard from far away. It feels to me the valley gives it an extra boost too. Very intense sound.

But this morning  I fell in love with this little one.  Just grazing a way in the morning dew. Not a worry in the world. What a delight to see.

 

For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Khalil Gibran