We're having a friend round for dinner later on, so I prepared tea just for S & N. Standing at the hob, I happened to look out of the window, and saw that it was snowing - hard. The garden was transformed by large, swirling, white flakes, falling out of the sky. The ordinary became extraordinary.
It lasted for about a minute and a half. Nothing at all, really. And I could have chosen to be disappointed: better no snow than the promise of snow that fails to deliver...But I chose something else. I chose to open myself to the view from my window, however short, as a beautiful gift. And to say thank you.
It only takes a moment for the world to be transformed forever. But if you aren't looking, you just might miss it.