So I was driving home from the grocery store today, stuck in heavy Friday afternoon traffic at a stoplight in Edmonds. As I glanced around, bored and slightly irritated, my eyes met an arresting sight.
Poppies. Red poppies. A scruffy but blessedly hopeful little patch of red poppies blooming in a parking lot near the edge of the street.
An uninvited thought popped into my head: "Go take a picture of them."
And give up my place in line at this intersection? For a few droopy weeds? While my ice cream melts in the back of the car? What foolishness is this?
"Just do it. You won't regret it."
So I did it. And my brain was right - I am very glad indeed.
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Glad you did it - your brain was right!! Simply stunning. Thank you.
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That is the magic of Instagram, isn't it. It gives us a reason to slow down and savor the little patches of poppies along the way of life. I know you feel the very same way.
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