Isn’t this the sorriest, little, wet Tufted Titmouse you’ve ever seen? Mother Nature’s recent hissy fit dumped 10 inches of wet snow on middle Missouri and kept me at home with little to do except blade the driveway….and watch my backyard birds. Entrepreneur had taken off to balmy southern Oklahoma on a business trip where the temps were in the 40s and 50s.
As my birds jockeyed for position at the feeders, I’m sure they wondered what their future held since their lives had turned a bit harsh. While they do what they can to survive bad weather, I wonder if they ever lose hope of sunnier days…like we do. Or do they continue to hold on to the dreams of better days ahead?
Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. ~Hebrews 11:1
Linking up with Quotography: Hope