March 2, 2021

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Humility is the key to everything isn’t it? It’s not always about the showiest, the most powerful, the most intense, the loudest or even the most vibrant. In fact, more mornings than I can count that cloudbank over there purposely blocks those possibilities making me focus on a wispy cloud here, a snowy shadow there or a soft reflection of some lonesome, long ignored humble trees that are willing to wait perfectly still forever, except for a rush of wind in their branches now and then, for a little love.