Tuesday, March 22, 2011

239/365 Beautiful Day

"Afternoon, ma'am," the passer-by says to me, walking slowly up the sidewalk. Kids move over and watch him pass.

"Hey there," is my response. That's a friendly thing, kind of southern. Not a "hey! you there!" but more like a "hi."

"It is a beautiful day," he fills the time it takes to walk from the oak tree to the sweetgum.

"It is indeed."

"Blessed beautiful day," he continues. "Too blessed to be distressed beautiful day."

"I agree."

1 comment:

  1. too blessed to be distressed...now that's worth remembering...

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