As I was driving out and around this morning I was struck again by the beauty of these gorgeous trees in bloom. At the fact that these blossoms are here for such a short time, and then gone. So fragile and perfect.
I made an conscious effort to stop and really look at them. Appreciate them. To not take them for granted, because one good rain or wind and they will be gone. And as the petals slowly fall to the ground it looks as if they are weeping. Symbolic for how I usually feel this time of year. 3 weeks until Gabriel's Day.
When I got home I grabbed my camera and walked down to the end of the cul-de-sac. To these gorgeous trees with the brilliant blue sky in the background. I took several photos. And just stood there for a moment trying to appreciate that life is, for this minute, special and beautiful.
And then I became aware that I was standing in a pile of fresh dog do.
How's that grab you for irony?
2 comments:
do you spell "do" do or doo? :)
oh, too bad about the dog do-do....but those trees are so pretty! i'm glad you took pictures.
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