How many times do we really 'Stop and smell the roses". Really...
Taste, touch, sight, smell.
The taste of a fresh picked strawberry at Maynes farm during the summer.
The touch of my husbands hand.
The smell of my newborn daughter.
The sight of a beautiful sunrise or sunset.
I was running so late this morning and ran outback to call the dogs inside. The breeze was blowing and all I could hear was the wind through the trees and before me the most beautiful sunrise. I had my coffee in my hand and just leaned on the deck and watched it, thinking, I have never come on my deck before and actually stopped to watch the sunrise. It was my first time appreciating something that has happened 365 days a year for the past two years.
I remember my first beautiful Sunset that I stopped to appreciate. It was 2 years ago in North Carolina. I saw it from the balcony of a house we were renting and ran to the water to take a picture of it. Here it is:
I hope you enjoy it and I hope that it encourages you to take advantage of the simple pleasures in life.
I took a picture of the sunrise and will post tonight. Come back and see it okay!