There are many moments that can be considered bliss. There are none more relevant than this. Not to me after the day I had. It might have been considered a bad day to some. A blown out tire on one of the hottest days during this summer. It could have been considered a disaster. It could have been worse. Instead all were well and everything worked out. The flowers were a nice touch, indeed.
On a hot summer day walking a trail of dust and spotting a patch of delicate blue flowers for a moment of bliss.
I live in the country with a bird named Lauren, chickens, several rescue cats, two dogs Thelma & Louise, a hubby and my dragon Kye. Mostly, I blog about books and share my poetry. Some favorite things of mine are teas, tarot, gardening, taking photographs and getting into other earthy, soulful things.
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