Sunday Thoughts ~ Paying Attention

“Paying attention is a form of reciprocity with the living world, receiving the gifts with open eyes and open heart.” ~ Robin Wall Kimmere

Good morning, sweet friends.  I do hope this finds you well and enjoying these fleeting days of summer.   And, just in case you have been busy attending to a multitude of things, I would like to share a bit of summer magic you may have missed.

“The keeping of bees is like the direction of sunbeams.” ~ Henry David Thoreau

Rose, Bee On A Flower, Honey Bee, Pollination

Have you noticed many honey bees this summer?  We have seen very few.  There are many plants in our garden they have always visited and enjoyed in past summers, but not this year.  However, we have seen an abundance of bumblebees (large and small), but I do worry about the honey bees.  Where are they?  


“I’m ready to be inspired, she said & I said that’s not quite how it works, so instead we sat in the garden, breathing & watching the bees until she smiled quietly & said, I forget it’s that simple.” ~ unknown

“So many things become beautiful when you really look.” ~ Lauren Oliver


There really is beauty at every turn.  Huge spider webs are amazing.  Often, you will see them with their artist still at work in the center.  I am not a fan of spiders but I do admire their artistry.

“We have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.” ~ D. H. Lawrence

geopsych: “Monarch butterfly. ”

“When the spirit of nature touches us, our hearts turn into a butterfly!” ~ Mehmet Murat ildan

While, not intentionally, we may have “buried so much of the delicate magic of life.”  To me, I believe our hearts melt at the magnificence and beauty of nature.  Sometimes we (should) simply stand in awe at the sight of something we see unexpectedly.  Often, it is like it was just sent for us to see.  And, perhaps, it was.

Spirit, rehearse the journeys of the body that are to come, the motions of the matter that held you. Rise up in the smoke of palo santo. Fall to the earth in the falling rain. Sink in, sink down to the farthest roots. Mount slowly in the rising...

“A red-winged blackbird quiescent as a flower until he’s riled up. . .”  ~ Kim Rodriques

Bluebird, Berries, Snow, Winter, Nature, Branches

“When nature made the bluebird she wished to propitiate both the sky and the earth, so she gave him the color of the one on his back and the hue of the other on his breast.” ~ John Burroughs

We had the wonderful privilege of enjoying these precious little birds at our home in Virginia.  It was a tremendous joy to see them bouncing through the sky, making their nests in the boxes Mike built and provided for them, and then feeding their young.  Anyone who has magic buried in their hearts will melt at the sight of a bluebird.

In closing, by ‘paying attention,’ have you recently noticed a beautiful and unexpected glimpse of beauty?

Dear friends, until we meet again.  I wish you and yours a beautiful day.

And. . .

May your week ahead be filled with kindness and unexpected glimpses of magic.

Stay Well and Thanks for Your visit!

pagewoman: “ Fallow Deer by compass ”


“Each day provides its own gifts.” ~ Marcus Aurelius






Photos:  Tumblr, Pixabay


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Penny Carlson
Penny Carlson
1 month ago

Good morning! Thank you for sharing these beautiful pictures and lovely quotes. I have been spending quite a bit of time enjoying nature.

Pam Richardson
1 month ago

Good morning, Sandra. It only takes paying attention to see the magic. We have observed lots of honey bees on our crape myrtles this year. Bumble bees have been all over the zinnias and sunflowers. Butterflies have been more scarce and I don’t know why. Thank you for the lovely images and quotes. Wishing you and Michael a delightful day!

1 month ago

I have never seen a bluebird and have always wanted to. I love the butterflies but like you, seeing fewer bees (and buterflies this year. I wonder if it’s the climate or if I’m just not around as much. Happy week to you, my friend.

ellen clairmont
ellen clairmont
1 month ago

Sandra, thank you for your beautiful posts each Sunday. I so look forward to them. That photo of the spider web is stunning. Just yesterday, my 86 year old mother pointed one out to me. So delicate and yet so strong. Life is full of beauty it you take the time to notice. Great post!

Rita C at Panoply
1 month ago

A really nice reminder of all the detail that’s out there if one just pays attention. I pay very careful attention, more now than ever, since we don’t have our own landscape to care for. I’m sorry you don’t have bluebirds in Clarksburg. My sister leases to bluebird families consistently every year here, just outside of city limits. Have a wonderful week.

Shannon@Belle Bleu Interiors
Shannon@Belle Bleu Interiors
30 days ago

Good morning, sweet Sandra! I definitely needed this post and to “pay attention” this morning. My heart is heavy as we left our precious Caroline at college this weekend. I miss her something terrible. I’m also a bundle of nerves with Covid going around. I have several loved ones who are sick, and keep hearing of others who aren’t doing too well. It seems all I can do is leave pots of soup on porches and say prayers. Thanks so much for your beautiful post, it offered me a moments peace on this Monday morning. Wishing you a wonderful week… Read more »

bonnie morgan
30 days ago

I adore bluebirds and they thrill me each time I see them. Red-winged blackbirds are all around our golf course ponds nearby where we live but they don’t stay still for iPhone pics.
I’ve seen two very large moths this week that were dying. I observed one in the road on my walk and heard the other flapping around in my yard before I saw it. They were very unusual. God’s creation is awesome and constantly amazing!
That is the sweetest pic of the fawn drinking out of the birdbath.
Your posts are always a blessing.

29 days ago

Hello Sandra! These are beautiful photos and quotes to accompany them. Nature is very soothing and restorative, especially during times when the world’s brokenness seems to press upon me.