Stop and Smell the Roses

Things have been very hectic lately. I have a lot going on, planning a wedding and helping to fix up a new house. I feel like a hamster on a treadmill wheel. Constantly moving and sometimes going nowhere. From the time I get up at 6AM until I go to sleep at 10PM in the evening, I do not have a moment to spare. Yesterday I did something different. I sat in my backyard, under a tree for about a half hour. Doing nothing. Listening and breathing. I was amazed at what my senses showed me. I heard the birds. Not just one kind, but many species. Each one with its' own distinct chirp. They were almost conversing with each other. I smelled the trees. It almost smelled like a forest. So woodsy. I looked up at the sky. I noticed that the clouds are not really white. They are shades of pinks and grays and blues. Even the trees were not just green. They were shades of greens and yellows. I felt a bit sad that I have been so busy that I denied myself all of Natures Beauty. Sometimes, we all need to take a moment out of our busy lives and just stop and smell the roses.