I took Olive out as usual the other morning. Pugs are a rather notorious breed when it comes to finding the right spot, if you know what I mean. Places that are worthy of her doing her business are few and far between. And between those precious spots are plenty of places a dog has to stop to read her pee-mail and deal with other distractions. I get a little impatient with her at times. But it leaves me plenty of time to look around while I am waiting, waiting, waiting…
The other morning I decided to deposit Olive back in the house after her business was complete and to grab my camera and go back outside for a while. I realized that for my own peace of mind, I had to look around for the beauty on that particular morning.
These days are difficult in the northeast United States. It’s a sort of Limbo state between the end of the fall color and the first winter snowfall. The natural world around us is dying, brown and dull. Sometimes it can be quite a challenge to find the beauty there.
Having my camera in my hands made me look twice and find the rose hips with their little shock of red and the still green leaves on that particular plant. It made me look at the light refracting through the dew drops. It made me stop, take a deep breath and remember that no matter where we are and what we are between, we need to stop and look at the gifts of nature and appreciate what is around us.
It made me realize that I am not that much different from my pug.
I look for my spots in places that are few and far between and stop frequently to deal with distractions
when I should really just look more closely at what is right in front of me.
Even in these dying, brown and dull days, there is beauty out there.