Almost always, it’s the little things that stop me, make me notice, and cause spontaneous self reflection. As winter draws to a close and spring bulbs confusedly poke through sun-warmed earth, I remember that we define normal. Our experience and those of our culture define what is right, wrong and expected. Tulips sprout too early when spring interrupts late winter frosts, and we accept it. Beautifully, I discover, that children can sprout the most unaccepted ideas. And, that Umbrellas…are for everyday.
What was something beautiful you discovered?