June 6th 2011

Today I went out the front door instead of the garage- the sun looked like a child's red rubber ball abandoned on grey pavement. As I turned around to leave I saw one yellow flower standing 5 inches up from the recently shorn grass. How she manged to duck the mower is beyond me. She was greeting the sun with her bright lemon smile, delighted to see another sunrise. I must remember to change my routines more often.