Survivors

Take some time today to sit, take a deep breath, and smile. Then when you are in a mountain-meadow-walking mood, please scroll below to see some of the precious wildflowers that popped up everywhere while I walked through Wyoming and Colorado in the heat of July. The afternoon rains gave sustenance. These were planted by Mother Nature in her casual strewing of seeds.  They had to struggle with too little rain, drought, hot sun, grazing ruminants and the careless footprints of hikers.  Yet they survived.  They were beside the mountain trails, along the rivulets of melting snow, across the sunkissed meadows, and even at the edge of highway turnarounds. This is my gift for you today. Smile.