On the way to church this morning, I drove off Lea Hill and down a two lane road that is lined with trees full of tiny pink blossoms. The trees looked like big globs of cotton candy just waiting for a child to sink her teeth into. The wind was gently blowing and the pink blossoms, by the thousands, would fly across the road. It looked like tiny pink bows were dancing in the street, happy as the rest of us to see the sun. The sky was so blue, not a cloud in the sky. I slowed down so I could enjoy the scene a little longer.
The whole experience reminded me of the scene in American Beauty where Ricky shows Jane a video he took of a plastic bag dancing in the wind. I’m sure there are many beautiful items “dancing” around us in this world if we’ll just take the time to slow down and appreciate them.
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