Funny thing about spring. If you blink, you'll miss it. Or perhaps if you're in a somber mood, it will pass you by like nobody's business. And if I've learned anything in the last few weeks, you never know when a spring might hold the finality of something you hold dear in its grasp.
Beauty is in the eye of those who take notice.
I've also learned that bad things happen...every single day....everywhere. And, just when a bitterness was trying to fill me with anger and fear, a wise friend reminded me we each have the choice to make our world beautiful and I realized, for me, there is no other choice.
Beauty is everywhere, even around the old yellow farmhouse this spring where it seems we're ripe with shades of white, green and pink and we're full up to our chins in glamour, mother nature style.
It leaves me grateful for the kind words of friends...thank you...and it reminds me.
It is still a beautiful world.
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