a gift from a bluejay

I looked out of my kitchen window this morning and saw the prettiest bit of lace - it almost looked like a veil. Snow had fallen and settled in the bottom of the fence-diamonds. I've never seen this before - usually, the snow catches in the tree branches and it's fairly bare below. I watched for a moment, expecting it to blow away. The air must have been perfectly still, because it didn't go anywhere.

Suddenly, I noticed a little bit of snow falling down and landing - so softly - on the gem-shaped snow that was already nestled in the fence, making it the tiniest bit larger. There, up in the tree, hopping happily amidst the laden branches, a bluejay, unconsciously causing all this loveliness.

I have human bluejays in my life. They unconsciously causes loveliness too, just hopping about being themselves.

Thanks, bluejays 💙