The other day my son and I decided to take a different route home. We do that sometimes. Just find a new road and see where it leads. I glanced out my window and saw this;
It’s just out of the ditch, no discernible home nearby. Not in a pasture, just in a bluff of trees. Someone’s old homestead. Why would anyone plant geraniums there? They were all alive and had obviously been tended. Why?
Well, for me. And my son. And now you. A random act of beauty just to make every person passing by smile.
My son and I talked about it. He thought he’d like to make a sign.
Sometimes the best things are the ones that surprise you the most.