I do this sometimes. I just stop and appreciate. It’s been a mind/body spinning first half of the year. I’ve barely had time to see inside myself, let alone time to process the world. I have so many thoughts bouncing in my head, begging to be put down in print before I forget them. We’ll see what happens with that.
There is also the here and now. I walk and/ or ride a bicycle through the neighborhood between about 5:00 and 6:30 every morning. That solitary time in the near empty streets matters to me. I listen to the silence and to the beauty of the gardens at dawn.
I live in a small town with mixed architectural homes. Almost all the yards have flowers at this time of year and I can’t take my eyes off the jewels that adorn the streets. Feel free to enjoy a handful with me.
Thanks for reminding me of the things that really matter. Kings and countries come and go but the transcendent beauty of the everyday is eternal.
Beautiful, beautiful pictures of all the flowers