I am slowly trying to shake the dust from my writing life and put my voice back out there, if only in small amounts.
So today I ask...
Are you taking the time to smell the rose? the lilac?
My mock orange was looking like this last week, but as with all flowers, it has faded with the passing of time. When it was at it's peek of beauty, I could not get enough of the scent...pressing it up to my face to try and capture the memory.
Most of life's precious moments are like my mock orange, fleeting and only can be captured by memory. This is why we need to slow, stand still, burn it to thought...because there will be a soon coming day when we will have to draw on those memories because difficult times last longer it seems, not so fleeting.
If we get into the habit of capturing, we will have a storehouse full of scented moments to cover over the difficulties.
Have a blessed day and take time to smell the rose.