My niece brought in a piece of eggshell that she’d found. It was a color she doesn’t normally see and wondered about it. She said it was beautiful and that she had to share it with me. It was the piece of a robin’s egg which reminded me of the little chirps I’ve been hearing whenever I walk the dogs around the property.
Sometimes we forget in the hustle and bustle of life to stop and look at the beautiful things around us. They can be the sunset with its glorious colors strewn across the sky or the smell of freshly cut grass. Sometimes it’s a tiny piece of robin’s blue eggshell against the dark rich soil of the earth.
Breathing In 