Pink Walls and Crumbling Streets

I turned the opposite direction this morning as I walked right around the corner of my street instead of left to take me the normal route through the park down to Northern Light. Instantly I was greeted by colors of red, purple, vibrant green, white and a deep blue. As I saw the woman gardening I smiled. I told her it looked beautiful she replied with a smile, "you know sometimes you just need to add some more color to the seasons". How true neighbor, how true. I bid her a good afternoon and continued my stroll.

As I descended down the hill while listening to some good John Mayer, Wheel, I thought about what that woman had said. I am noticing so much color to these seasons. Though a lot of the natural life is headed to bed for the preparation of the incoming gentle yet tremendously overwhelming blankets of snow that will soon be welcomed with excited rosy cheeks and mittens. oooooooo, mittens they are one of the best inventions of all time. In past seasons here on the east coast I have remembered so many holiday seasons of seeing the seasons change and seeing how so much changes but no matter what, that first flurry or that first actual blanket the same feeling always seems to generate and grow in the deepest part of your rib cage, causing you to smile and sigh. I can recall last Christmas eve after returning from church, walking up the front walk as it began to snow heavy flakes. while looking up the street to see three little sisters in their night gowns laughing and running down their own walk across the street to put out "reindeer food" for Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen and Rudolph. So excited for what the morning would bring.

Noticing color in seasons. There are so many different colors that can be produced. Personalities, journeys, people, situations, thoughts, questions. So many of these things create so many different colors and tastes to each season that passes. My friends have brought so much color to my seasons recently. Some are more relaxed more quiet. Like flowers in a garden we have rare pink lady-slippers and relaxed lavender. Gerber Daisy's and brilliant partridge berry mixed with sturdy sunflowers. All creating such a wonderful full feeling of joy and beauty. Full fertile communities with such a wonderfully warm reminder that Gods creations are so incredibly well designed and placed in such amazing areas to show us how amazing it all really is...Life, how divine.

Walking down this completely different street, a street that again I have driven down so many times. There are so many closed buildings. So much abandonment and so much decay. Pink walls and crumbling streets. Yet having its own unique beauty blooming. I saw a tire swing on a corner hanging from a beautiful tree in the front yard of an elegant home to which then I wondered, who's been on it? Even in the heart of a city like this one, it's nice to see not everyone takes life so seriously.