I came down the stairs this morning to my son, Amory, painting with watercolors at our kitchen table, so I poured myself a cup of coffee and joined him. The birds were out in full force, defying the bitter cold, darting betwixt the Elm branches and the fully-filled feeders. Resilience is critical. This Blue Jay transitioned through several layers, and cups of coffee, from watercolor to collage to acrylic. I just kept going. The birds and Amory were long gone before I put my art supplies away, but a journal entry remains to remind me of a sweet start to a new day.