When do we cease seeing beauty in our everyday lives?
This morning I spent about half an hour outside in the garden, in the drizzle, watching a snail with my granddaughter, Hadley. “I called him Lettuce – can you see the little bumps all over his body, Grampy? He’s so beautiful.
“I called him Lettuce – can you see the little bumps all over his body, Grampy? He’s so beautiful.
And of course she was correct. He was so beautiful – would I have noticed this on my own? Perhaps, but I’m not so sure. My precious granddaughter opened my eyes and made me ponder – how many other wonders do I pass over every moment? She has brought so much to my life – her joyfulness, her exceptional inquisitive nature, her boundless love – being a Grampy is such a privilege.