MY GOLD GREEN MORNING

This was a day I woke in the morning and everything was all o' right with the world! We have those days don't we? Like a precious gift of a jeweled day tucked inside a small velvet box meant for one desired with the deepest truest love, a day as such it was. My heart was pumping bright sparks of positivity and my eyes could see no ill save all the beauty -

so I put on my running shoes and had a quick rounda'bout run and stopped here and there to snap here and there hoping - wishing to capture all the fresh green haze caught in my eye, for it was a delight to be in the company of  the spirit of the trees both grand and enchanting bonsai. 

╭•⊰✿¸.•*ღ "I am a mortal enemy to anything but a cheerful countenance and a merry heart, which, Solomon tells us, does good like a medicine."ღ

~ Abigail Adams

How I wish to give this justice, but mere me with my pink box of a camera tried our hippest best, to no avail. I could have done better, I suppose if I had more- talent.  Neverthemind, I am held most captive anyway by the sublime peaceable energy permeating the morning - of calm and serenity and well-being. 

The earth has music for those who listen, and yes, that day I was listening all eyes and ears and pores

And felt a bit of Sylvia Plat in her intense inspired moment - “I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.” 
No mountains here for me, but all these gold green pings the thought --> what makes us happy? What indeed? Isn't that the question of questions? What makes us happy? There are moments that give a sportive answer. 

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.” ― William Blake

 

“The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quite alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As longs as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.” 

~ Anne Frank