Today I stopped and smelled the roses. Well, a rose anyway. John brought it home for me. It is a deep burgandy surrounded by lots of feathery greenery. He put it in a budvase and proudly presented it to me. He is such a sweetheart.
I have been stopping to smell the roses all day long today. I watched the birds as they played outside my window and hopped around in my bush. Green finches and lots of sparrows. I even saw a hummingbird. John says there is one species native to the area. They fly to my bush because I put a bird feeder in there. Michael likes to sit in the window and watch the birds. It keeps him entertained for hours on end. He pretends he is stalking them. It doesn't seem to affect the birds. I guess they know he can't get out through the screen. I am glad Michael has something that keeps him busy and makes him happy.
I smell the roses, or should I say the pansies, as I look at my beautiful pot of purple pansies outside my window in my little front yard. They are gorgeous.
Something else I did refreshing today was go to Mass. Nothing better than Mass in the afternoon.
Oh, there are so many other ways I smelled the roses today, so many other things I did. I did some good Bible reading and prayer. It was related to a weightloss group I am participating in. I promise to write about that soon.
So many simple things to be grateful for.