Editor: Trying to recover from listening to world news, especially from Syria, I noticed on our morning walk with my constant companion, Rosy, my dog, and many special things. For example the miracle of Queen Anne's Lace flowers. Look closely and see the flower is made up of perhaps hundreds of exquisite, tiny, individual flowers. What a miracle of nature. The first Michaelmas Daisies arrived overnight it seemed. The grass was trampled where the fox had made his bed.
Everything on the trail made sense. I forgot for a moment world tragedies. Two million Syrian refugees might have also found the walk a miracle, peaceful, quiet, leading to home. To me it was a privilege.
So many people these days are plugged into earphones as they walk, “thumbing” BlackBerries, cellphones, smartphones, I-Phones; they might miss these miracles. I used to enjoy brief encounters with people on my walks. I would smile, say “hello.” Now no one looks up. They miss this astoundingly beautiful world. Better to appreciate it while we can.
Appreciate the peace. I still remember bombs dropping near my home, cold, dark nights in the air-raid shelter, therefore, I feel for Syrians and all those experiencing war.
Look at the flowers, the trees, the birds, the trampled grass, and rejoice!