Happy Monday to all my readers on this beautiful, sunny morning!  Even if it is a bit cool. Actually, it’s very cool, only 57F, 14C, this morning.  That’s more like May should be, not July.  Our weather just seems to get cooler every year.  Especially that white season of the year that I really don’t like to talk about in the summer.  However, it is still a beautiful morning.  The sun is touching those emerald green leaves making them glow against the deep blue sky.  That in itself makes this a beautiful day!  And a real country pleasure, which can be enjoyed even in the city.

Beauty is all around us, we just need to open our eyes so we can see it.  Usually on Monday people are feeling terrible because it’s back to work, back to school or whatever. But if we look around us carefully, we can see beauty everywhere.  It could be a little weed poking up through a crack in the cement.  That’s beautiful?  Sure.  It shows us that no matter how hard things get, we can still grow and bloom.  That’s beautiful.  It could be a little sparrow hopping around on the sidewalk looking for whatever bits of food it can find.  It shows determination to not just survive, but thrive as well, no matter how hard things are in life.  That’s beautiful.

Walking down a forest path I stopped to see a tiny wildflower.  It was no bigger than the tip of a babies little finger.  But there it was.  Growing and blooming.  And on that tiny flower, an even tinier flying insect getting nectar.  Amazing things can come in small packages sometimes.  That’s beautiful.  A mother deer came by one morning with her fawn.  That little fawn wasn’t more than a week old.  Mama was a favorite deer of mine and she came over right away for her morning hug.  The fawn stayed far away.  I sat down on the grass.  Mama made this soft gurgling sound and the fawn came slowly but steadily right over to me.  When it was right beside me I let the little fawn sniff my hand. Mama stood tall and proud as she introduced her fawn to me.  That’s beautiful.  Unfortunately I didn’t have a camera at the time, would have made a wonderful picture.

I had a bird feeder one time right outside my window.  At night a family of flying squirrels would come for food.  The mother would regularly sit on my hand and I would bring her inside and give her peanuts.  She enjoyed having her head and tummy rubbed. They have such amazingly soft and thick fur.  One night the mother and both babies sat on my hand to eat.  That’s beautiful.

Watching white puffy clouds floating across the sky on a summer day.  Listening to the cooing of a dove in the early morning.  Watching a bee as it travels from one flower to the next, getting itself covered with pollen.  Seeing your garden growing day by day producing it’s abundance of vegetables, fruits or flowers.  Watching an eagle soaring higher and higher until it’s finally out of sight.  An elderly couple walking down the street holding hands.  All of these things are beautiful.

We moan and groan about Monday.  Why is that?  Perhaps we need to stop and look at all the beauty around us.  Perhaps we need to remember all the beautiful things we have seen in our lives.  Perhaps we need to listen more closely, while we are outside, to all the beautiful sounds we can hear.  Perhaps we need to stop complaining and start being thankful.  That’s beautiful.

Well, I hope you have enjoyed, or are enjoying, your Monday.  It’s a beautiful day.  The sun is shining here, everything is so lush and green right now, there is so much life out there.  That’s beautiful.  So why waste so much time complaining?  It wastes time, energy and always makes us feel bad.  So what’s the point?  Enjoy the beauty of your day instead, whatever day it is.

Thank you for reading again today, enjoy your day and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

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