Speaking of birds, the day after we arrived home, I spied a male cardinal at the feeder. A common occurrence. But I saw him with new eyes.
Do they have cardinals in Madeira or mainland Portugal? I saw none. So I imagined seeing a cardinal for the first time, resplendent in his red coat. Gleaming red coat at this time of year.
Here is a gorgeous bird I take for granted, and I'm seeing him as if for the first time. Isn't that what we hope travel will give us, the ability to see our own world again — only with fresh eyes?
(Turns out, I don't have many good cardinal photos. I need to remedy that.)