31. sunday morning's sun

on clear sunday mornings, there is a brief space of time when the leaves of the trees in my yard at the villa, lined along the path to the back, to my shoppe, are sprinkled with pure sunshine.  it only lasts a few minutes, and i often miss it, but whenever i do happen to catch the magical moment, i am mesmerized to the point of sitting down, gazing upwards till my neck hurts, my view screened by the different green hues, and enjoying the simple pleasure of watching the sun do its little dance among the leaves.  

no matter what my mood maybe, i always come away a bit more cheerful.

so today, i am grateful for this sunday morning's sun, filtered by the fresh green leaves of my trees at the villa.