Morning at the brown brink eastward springs . . .

I took the picture above while walking one morning this past week from Norman Towers where I am staying to the Motherhouse. Seeing the sun just peeking up from the horizon through those trees brought the Gerard Manley Hopkins poem to mind. And it matched my mood.

I am feeling like I am living in the dawn of something wonderful.

Every day brings new understanding, new insights, new possibilities. Now, what to do with them.