Life is composed of many small things.  The big things only come along once in awhile.  If you can’t enjoy the small things you miss a lot.  It is just a question of paying attention.

I happened to notice looking out through my large living room window a flock of slate covered juncos feeding on the ground (three to be exact).  It was only the second time in months I have seen them–the first time more than one at a time.  The advent of Autumn seemed to have brought them here again.

I was passing a house in my car and I saw their young black goat for the second time.  It was crossing the road right in front of me.  For a second it reared on its hind legs as if to say “hello” and then walked across.

Another one of their animals a hen turkey stood for the longest time in front of my car before it made it to the other side.  I brought my car to a total halt waiting for it to pass.

Theses are just three incidences but they enlightened my day.  You never know what surprises lay ahead–usually when you least expect them.  All you have to do is face each day expectantly.

Every time I pass that house only a mile away I look and search for the owner’s goats.  Today I saw something extraordinary:  a baby completely black and only a few weeks old perched on top of the shoulders of its ?mom feeding near the fence.  I had never seen a baby goat do that and I had never seen a completely black goat–two extraordinary things.  When I passed there an hour later neither goat was to be found.  You never know for sure what you are going to see.  I await expectantly for my next find.