This clover has survived a foot of snow, a deluge of rain, and a lot of brisk winds, all in the last few weeks.
Clover is very common in the ditches and fields here. My farmer neighbor planted a swath of it at the edge of his corn field two years ago, and he cut it a few times over the season, to feed it to his cows. It has now spread over to my side of the road, and this one has somehow escaped being cut by the road maintenance crews.
I was amazed to see this blossom, because I haven’t found anything else recently that is still blooming. This morning it is covered in frost.
Sometimes it is in the most ordinary things that we find beauty.
My soul needs these moments of beauty. When I saw this, it pulled my mind out of its trance. I loved the color and delicate-looking nature of it.
I think all of our souls need these moments of beauty, and I also think that they are all around us. It is just that I miss most of them because my mind is pulled in so many directions as I am walking.
Today I recommit to myself that I will pay more attention as I walk, and that I will really see the beauty that is around me. This clover has taught me this.
Where do your moments of beauty show up?
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