The morning after the announcement of Trump’s victory, I, like many though by no means all, sat rather despondently at my kitchen table listening to the endless post-mortems.
I glanced out of the window and something caught my eye. There, in the grey morning light and among the plants that had long ago bloomed and were now preparing for winter, was this glowing, lone white clematis. It certainly wasn’t there a couple of days before.
I went out into the garden and sat looking at it for a while. I took it as reminder that there is still much beauty in the world and that, what with all the horrors and tragedies happening on our planet, we need, sometimes and for our own well-being, to just ‘press pause’ and stop to appreciate the small, often wondrous things that help to quiet our troubled souls.
Stumbling with Confidence 