I walk out the door and as I am looking up I see the storm clouds blowing away and beautiful blue skies are appearing with with puffy clouds..AAH..
I stroll along dreaming and I find my self at the edge of the woods. I am looking at this wonderful tree and vine that had caught hold climbing and climbing searching for what?
It keeps climbing and climbing.........Are you looking at the texture feeling as you go. The determination of this vine and it's winding journey up to the top.