Learning to stop and smell the roses, or seeing the flowers all around you as it were, means you have to slow down.....
.....whether stopping to notice flowers growing out of a rock face on the beach,
.....or noticing the flowers hanging from the trees in the woods,
.....or just looking beside the path you are walking on.
It means you have to see the ordinary through a new lens.
What one person calls a weed another person loves because of the colour.
Lost in the underbrush is perfection.....
.....tiny flowers that reflect the handiwork of their Creator.
Each flower is unique, special, unlike any other.....
.....some like the shade,
.....and some love the sunlight.
Even the lowly dandelion is incredibly beautiful in it's own right,
if you just stop to smell the roses
and see the flowers all around you. :-)