Early in the morning, I looked out of my window and
there it was - a bird perfectly camouflaged on the tree trunk.
I waited and waited for it to move.
It didn’t.
Because it was not a bird!
It was just a dry branch jutting out of the trunk.
I laughed quietly to myself.
Sometimes, our minds are too eager to find patterns, to make
sense of things, to see something.
And sometimes, a dry branch is just a dry branch.
Or… maybe it’s a reminder to pause and smile at how playful perception can be.
What story is your mind creating today?
#RanDhoomPics – A simple click in the Present.
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