Stopping to Smell the Roses

Today on my morning walk, I was distracted by a stunning, vibrant rose in a neighbor's yard and just had to stop to admire it. While inhaling its delicious scent, I felt a calmness and sense of peace come over me. Most days I head out to cover as many miles in the shortest time possible. The effect the perfect rose had on my mood changed my course to taking in the sights, smells, and sounds of this fresh, spring morning, and not worrying about how many miles I logged or how quickly I covered
them.

 As I walked, I noticed so many other beautiful flowers, but especially the roses. It must be a good year for roses because they are huge and bountiful. Some of the blossoms were as big as cantaloups. Is it a good year for roses, or have I missed them in the past in my quest to complete my walk on schedule?

I live in an older neighborhood of large lots with mature landscapes. Everyone living here takes pride in their yards and each house is unique to the owners' plants of choice; but the same in the way they are

cared for and kept up. This stairway is across the street from my home and I rarely enjoy its artistry. As I studied it today, I was reminded of the gardens on Lake Como, or the South of France, but it is right here on my street to enjoy everyday.

 I marveled at the beauty that I take for granted as I rush through my days and felt grateful that one exquisite rose had reminded me to to take note of natures gifts that are all around. Stopping to smell the roses can inspire a great day!