This afternoon on my way to the Ferguson center, I encountered a patch of buttercups. They were all smiling up at me with their shiny yellow petals. There is something simplistic about their lifestyle that lifts my spirits and reminds me not to care/worry too much. They also reminded me of my childhood, when I would run around my yard and pick a handful of buttercups to put in a cup of water on the table of our kitchen. A common theme in my blogs seems to be recalling of childhood memories. Perhaps that is telling us something. The best way to view the world is through a child's eyes. We should view it with wonder and awe, we should marvel at simple beauty. We should appreciate the awesomeness around us. I tend to be extremely optimistic, and so have not written much about the "horrors" of nature. Yes, there are some awful things to witness (or read about) in nature. There is the horror of a tornado or a tsunami or some other awful slap in the face of our civilization. But even this disastrous, destructive force of nature fills me with wonder and a great realization of a higher power. Some unknown omnipotent being has capabilities beyond our intelligence to create and control this world around us. That is some awesome and terrifying power. But back to the buttercups...they were so lovely and happy and they brightened my day, so I felt compelled to write as much. :)
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