Yesterday as we were walking, I noticed some Queen Anne's lace lining the sidewalk. When I was a child, this particular wildflower was one of my favourites, particularly for the smell. I picked a small one that didn't have a bug in the middle, and held it up to my nose. Ah. That smell brings me back. I held it under Adrian's nose, and it must have tickled his nostrils, for he laughed, then tried to grab it. He's usually into eating everything so at first I held it while he looked at it, but then withdrew my hand while he inspected it further.
Imagine seeing a flower for the first time. Beauty is all around us. Let's not miss out on the small moments.