I was with my daughter today doing some geocaching and enjoying a local museum. Outside the grounds was an abundance of Queen Anne’s lace wildflowers dancing in the breeze. I was trying to capture their beauty in photographs as they pirouetted in the gentle wind. It was an impossible task.
Among the intricate white blooms was a tiny handful of daisies. It seemed they were begging to be noticed with their bright yellow centers and fragile petals. Each daisy had a personality of its own, but the shy little one at the bottom right appeared to be hiding his face.
In all our travels, I am reminded how breathtaking nature can be–big and bodacious or small and mighty. It is simply beautiful in its perfect imperfection.
Just like us–perfectly imperfect and magnificent in our own quirky uniqueness–adding vibrant color and charisma to an otherwise mediocre landscape.
Safe travels, Dawn