I watched a robin in the garden today, his quick darting movements as he searched for crumbs. The sun caught his red breast and it became such a vivid scarlet for a few seconds. What a difference the sun makes to everything.
It set me thinking, of how we seem to react so different to situations on a dull day to a sunny one. On a sunny morning everyone greets each other cheerfully with a bright "Good Morning", but on a dull day the same people barely pass the time of day. Yet, both are mornings, and each a new day. Why don`t we say Good Morning when its raining, - rain gives us water, so vital to our lives, so that too must be a "Good Morning".