Tough little flowers outside my window that miraculously survive a hailstorm unscathed
Tough little baby birds escaped the neighbor’s cat sharp eyes and natural instinct to kill
These cliff has been here for thousands of years still standing majestic and tall
Abandoned, dilapidated and crumbling but still standing
The remnants of an old mine, beautiful, awesome and worthy of admiration
And of course who are more resilient than poor people who always managed to bounce back whatever situation they find themselves in and never fail to smile whatever the weather.
So many paths to choose from… which one will lead me to the right place?
The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.