a.working.through

Feeling kind of blue about a few things right now so thought I needed to go and spend some quality time with the blossoms in my yard. Of course, the problem's not solved, but I do feel a *wee* bit more space in my head after taking the time to observe the way these little dainties weave and bob in the afternoon breeze and turn their delicate little faces toward the sun's goodness.

Just be.

They whisper.

Okay says me.

{if just a little impatiently}