This morning I had to drive an hour and a half to a workshop on "Repairing Books." I had to drive over a mountain. It had snowed the night before which made me a little apprehensive of the road conditions. On top of that, a beautiful ferrell cat that I feed outside my house, I call "the bearded lady" ran into my nice warm house when I opened the door this morning. This cat sits on my window and watches my other two cats and dog and our family like we are her favorite TV show, yet the minute we walk out she goes under the deck. Well, since I feed her and in the summer sat out there a lot, she gets about one or two feet from me, but no touching. She is curious but afraid. Well to my surprise she slipped in the house when I had the door open. She has nails and my cats don't. So we had a problem. I left the door open hoping no other cats would enter.Hoping she would leave. At one point my husband saw her laying on our bed. The way our cats were acting, they knew there was an intruder. Off and On we left the door open for a while. We never saw her leave. We don't know if she's in here or not. Poor baby, she's scared. Anyway....all of this....that made me run late...yet, as I drove over the mountain and that golden morning sunlight hit this bare tree, the contrast just struck me. WOW...such beauty. Running late or not, I have to stop and take a picture of this. So, I did. This is it.
As I drove on, I couldn't help but think how God's light of grace, love and truth can make the most ordinary people and things become strikingly beautiful. I will remember this when I look at this picture.
I still don't know if the bearded lady is in or not. She hasn't been on my window. By the way she is a beautiful black cat with white on the lower part of her face except for a little black pointed beard, like a beatnik:)