Take time to stop and smell the roses or in this case the peonies.

By now you have probably learned to accept there are certain things that you cannot change. As much as you want them to be different some things remain unaffected by our will and desire.

And if you are able to embrace this fact, space is made for being present.

Lingering no longer seems lazy.

Savoring now seems luxuriant.

And listening becomes easier.

In the mountains our summers are so sweet, and so short. So I really like to smell the flowers. Like a whole nose full of scent.

Because tomorrow is not a guarantee.

Groucho Marx said it perfectly. “Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.”

With gratitude.