This bloom is one of many in the planters in front of the main house on the ranch. My sister, Marybeth loves flowers, and tends these with great care, which gives me (and others, of course) an opportunity to appreciate them in their various colors and sizes.
Earlier this evening, my sister Molly’s ranch worker (and long time family friend) Chuck, began the process of mowing the pastures. When I arrived back at the ranch for the night, I could smell the freshly cut grass, which I absolutely love.
The air in this part of Texas is thick with humidity. I happen to be someone who has very dry skin, so the moisture is a welcome gift, which I appreciate fully.
I have, for years, identified myself as a “touchy-feely” person. Perhaps this is why I feel so sated when my senses are nurtured as they have been today. What I know for sure is, that I am grateful for the moist air, the freshly mown grass and the colorful flowers. Each brought a bit of Peace to the day.
Beyond your senses, you have a remarkable ability to bring things to life for your readers. Dad
Thanks so much, Dad.