As I read Thoreau's description of red maples, I am reminded of the redbud trees back in Illinois. They have already budded out here, but they only dot the occasional landscape here. Soon, they will bud out back home. I miss them.
There is beauty around around. Do you want past it? It is a cliche to say "stop and smell the roses" but there is wisdom within it. When I pause but for a few seconds to appreciate the beauty around me, my spirit soars, I feel more alive and life is good.
I thank the dear earth for the beauty that surrounds me.
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