They were almost glowing...sparkles of dew on their very red petals. I couldn't resist taking a few shots while I waited for the group to arrive and assemble. Such beauty, such simplicity, such grace, such a gift from the creator to His creation.
How often do I hurry past those very bushes without a glance?
It makes me wonder what other moments of grace I miss as I rush through life. I always feel like I am late for the next thing...from the moment my feet touch the floor in the morning until I tuck my toes back under the blanket at night...I am in a perpetual hurry. How many little spectacles of loveliness are right in front of me, but never noticed?