
“The sun’s too bright,” she complained with a frown. “It’s shining right in my face and it hurts my eyes.” She lifted her hand up to shield her face but the glare meant she still could not see the view in front of her. In a huff and in a rush she passed into the shade. Feeling a bit more comfortable, and more like herself, something beckoned. Something tugged at her. She glanced back at the bright spot she’d just passed, but without the sunlight streaming straight at her, and the highlights of the tall pampas grass beckoning brilliantly, the scene seemed a little flat. Hmmm….
She stopped, struck by the sensation that there was something she’d missed. She wondered why exactly she was pulled to examine the spot again, but with a flash and a smile, she realized her morning was free and so she walked back into the sun and the brightly lit view. “Let’s take a look.”
The scene before her came alive and because she was no longer distracted, she was able to recognize that the view was spotlighted by the sun, the angle of the earth, the season of the year, the time of day and the players in the clearing. While the most striking characters were the tall pampas grass plants, they were not alone in the landscape. Their bright spires brought attention to the others growing at their feet: the telegraph weeds, the chaparral, the dried thistles, bristly ox-tongue plants, foxtails and the stinging nettles. All growing together, the unnamed and the wild, they made up a view that reflected back the sunshine’s glittering intensity and gave the shade of the mountains something to reflect upon.
Serenity was what she now saw. Nature’s plan was what she now appreciated. Her day expanded with a palette of possibilities and refreshing insights. Joy was what she felt. Renewal was the gift she received.
I wish for you the same.
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.
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