I stepped out on the deck this afternoon looking at the tree tops and realized that our crepe myrtle was blooming. It is almost as tall as the water oak my dad planted on the property over thirty years ago.
The watermelon color crepe myrtle was given to me by mom and it has grown into a towering tree.
As I looked up in a sea of verdant leaves I saw the splashes of fuchsia. It pays to look up, down and all around. There is beauty everywhere if you look. Wishing all of you a week of beauty, a week of love and peace. Look for the beauty, spread the love and be the peace.