An ordinary day, a walk to the shop, wrapped up against the cold.
Exhausted from the 4am wake up with M, and feeling harried from the feat of getting everyone dressed and out of the house. Then this sky - cool blue, hazy through the frosty air, shining in the winter sunshine. A reminder that in the ordinary there are moments of beauty, flashes of God at work. The sky is the sky, always there, and yet that doesn't make it any less special, any less beautiful.
A timely reminder to notice the extraordinary in each day.
