A short walk from my front door stands a spring beauty.
It’s only ten paces past the garbage and recycle dumpsters, right on the lawn where it shades the living room window of an acquaintance.
A mild winter brings it early this year. The gray, velvet covered buds have swelled, burst, and stretched into delicate pink and white beauties. They won’t stay long. Soon they will be replaced by smooth, shiny leaves doing their own stretch and grow routine.
I take my morning walk and let the beauty of today sink in as I pass. It gives a lift to my soul and spirit as well as pleasure to the eye.