I have a bunch of pictures that I want to share with you. I thought about trying to tie them all together into one coherent post about something, but I didn't. Captions are below the picture they represent...or sometimes to the side. (Sometimes that is confusing on blogs.)
Be present in the moment.
Keep moving forward.
You are not the only thing in the picture
but you may be the only beauty in the day, for someone
Everyone brings their own gifts to the table.
A year ago I rescued a tiny Cottonwood tree from the trash heap at Wal-Mart. It was growing in the pot with a mostly dead Hosta plant. It survived last summer, winter, the deer, locusts and grasshoppers, and this summer's blazing heat. I believe she's a Keeper. (The Hosta is still alive as well. Look at the bottom of tree. They're Soul-mates.)
(The other day, when I took Mags to her riding lesson, she whispered to me, "Grandma, smell her neck. It will make you smile." She was right. )