I got out the door yesterday while Derek, my BFF, was visiting. He was napping in front of the television catching up on all the dreadful world news.
I came upon a flower I did not plant. Simply growing there with no help from me. A lone flower on the lawn. And it reminded me... about the little things we should be thankful for. All the fuss and the bother of everyday life... the hunt for a treat... worrying about fleas... those nasty, little, yappy D-O-Gs living across the street.... it all washed away as I looked at that beautiful flower basking in the glorious summer sun.
It's leaves turned upward... it's color as bright as the morning sun. As bright as a pat of the most delicious butter. Hmmmm... I'm hungry. I think I could use a nice scone served with a hot cup of the Queen's Tea.
So, there I was contemplating life and all it's wonder. It's the simple things in life that matter.
Then... a bee stung me.
Nasty bee.
Have a sparkling day.
Don't forget to read The Green Monkeys everyday.
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