Showing posts with label age. Show all posts
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The Age When Life Finally Starts To Open Up
The flowers, a cluster about the size of his hand, had sprung up near
the woodpile, stopping him and the lawn mower in their tracks. A
delicate blue, a shade darker than a robin’s egg, the blossoms had four
petals, each no longer than a baby’s fingernail. A squadron of polished
sentries, they proudly saluted the sky as they stretched above the short
grass for the warmth of the spring sun. A few years ago, he probably
wouldn’t even have noticed them and mowed them down. Today, they
invited—commanded—close inspection. Plus, he didn’t want their beheading
on his conscience. Everything is connected, he had been thinking lately.
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