Little did I know that I was hitting the sweet spot on that day. As soon as I got into Provo Canyon, I could tell there was a plenty of color. As I drove east into Heber, the color was intensifying. I was beginning to feel that I was in for a special treat.
Living life is similar to singing harmony in a choir. It requires awareness of yourself and those around you AND the realization that you only get to change your own performance.
When we practice the art of mindful living, we water the positive elements in ourselves and each other.
We can remind young people that they’re already beautiful as they are; they don’t have to be someone else.
I thought I would find some beautiful pix this morning, focusing on flowers, as a representation of their beauty and our love for them. I think it is a lovely way to honor our moms.