pink postcards

After another brutal rush hour this past Thursday (all because we just can’t seem to get these streets cleared here in the Nation’s Capitol), I stepped out of my car to steady my wobbly nerves. As I locked the door to Jasper (my automobile), I happened to look up into the sky, saw a single pink cloud, and was immediately enamored with the simplicity of natures tiny painting so far from reach. I stood transfixed in Zen, breathing deep, savoring the hush, glad to have arrived home with my sanity still in tact. When I looked down a few minutes later, I was
none too pleased to see that my brown suede boots were soaking in a puddle…but the pink cloud was there too. I had to smile and capture the picture postcard below my feet because that’s just how life goes -- there is beauty in both the downs and ups, we just have to find it so...

keep your peepers open! ®