sometimes you get to hang your hat in a different place,
and take a walk in paradise.
sometimes a cup of tea in morning light can work wonders...
... or a good book and a spot of shade,
or a nap on cozy pillows,
or a swim with friends.
sometimes a sunset is a fragment of glory,
to remind us we are not alone.
and sometimes treasures abound, when we least expect them.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights,
who does not change like shifting shadows.