Looking the other way

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I almost missed it.…

Tucked away between two fields below the house is a tiny pond.

Fed by a small but constant flow from an underground spring, it is currently full of flag irises.

I don’t normally pass this way but I am glad I did. Pausing to notice colour out of the corner of my eye.

A few more days and they will be gone.

Such is the rhythm of creativity and life here in the valley.

I wonder what you need to notice, and give thanks for, before it is too late?

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