Wonder is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
Something wonderful can and does happen to each and everyone of us every day of our lives. I think of all the beauty and color every where and am in awe of it all.
In that good old summer time...There's a time in each year. That we always hold dear...
I am a lover of the sunshine, but when the days get too hot like they are here right now, I wilt big time. Lazy hazy days of summer are good for sipping iced tea and sitting in the shade. I rest more often and slow down.
Life in the slow lane does give me time to talk to my friends and be with my family. It lets me watch the sun rise in the morning sky and set at the end of the day. The meals get simpler and even the laundry seems a lot less due to the lighter weight clothing needed to keep cool.
I know that the memory of summer is what keeps me going on cold icy days during the winter. So as I wipe my sweaty brown, I'll keep in mind that this too will pass and I'll miss the awesome days of summer.
I've learned . . . .to gather all the crumbs thrown my way.They soon form a lovely, thick sliceof life and memories.
I hope your Wednesday is a wonderful day !