In no time at all, I saw this little fellow and, of course, had to stop and talk to him. Peter is his name.
Then there was this bird sitting high in the tree singing his little heart out. Who couldn't help but stop and listen and maybe whistle a tune with him?
Oh, and one neighbor has this most beautiful and relaxing waterfall respite in her front yard. So wish I had brought a book...
And then there was "happy." Really, doesn't this make you smile?
Perry is so beautiful in the spring time. The trees are blooming just at the perfect time for The Dogwood Festival this weekend.
And this one has a nest! I had to try to peak in to see if there were any eggs yet...
The crepe myrtles clipped severely during the winter are now producing new life.
The camellias are gifting their last.
And how often I miss color! Not today. Both in the big...
... and the small.
As I rounded the corner to take the last leg of the journey, I noticed my young neighbor was outside and so I walked across the street to chat a minute with her. Life is hard. We hugged. She cried. I prayed.
And, yes, my 10 minutes had turned into 40. So much for "strengthening my heart."
Or did He do exactly as I asked?
Just an ordinary moment...