There’s something about looking at a simple white flower that has a calming effect. It’s the same feeling I get when I listen to a piano playing a soft melody, nothing loud, nothing demanding, just gentle notes that slow your thoughts down. On my walk today, the white flowers stood out like little pockets of peace. Even in black and white, they still felt bright, almost glowing against the darker background.
It made me think: is nature an art? I feel like it’s beyond art, because you can appreciate it in so many ways. You can look and admire it from a distance, you can touch it and feel the texture, and you can even smell it. Nature doesn’t stay in one form of appreciation. It meets you where you are, and it gives you a different kind of comfort each time.
And there’s really nothing to compare with a flower. Not because it’s perfect, but because it can’t be truly replicated. You can draw it, photograph it, or describe it, but the real thing still has its own presence. I think that uniqueness is its true beauty. It exists for a moment, in its own way, and you either notice it or you don’t.
Today’s morning walk felt slow and calming. Maybe it’s because the weather is great, and I honestly hope it stays like this for the rest of the month. Mornings like these make me feel more grateful, like life is asking me to pause and appreciate what’s already in front of me.
Have a good day.
~ Andri Cauldwell
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