Frost covers the clover this morning.
|Frost Melts on the Clover|
The children bend down, astonished by these small deposits of tiny white ice crystals. Children teach me that the smallest thing often holds the most wonder.
I stand above the clover, and then I bow down to observe it. I marvel at the conditions that frost this clover; that unseen hand requires air saturated with water vapor on surfaces cooler than the dew point.
I don’t understand it. It fades within the hour from the warmth of the rising sun. Frost, when I really observe it well, astonishes indeed.
It’s not even noon, and I’ve already marveled. Living with flair means marveling–being absolutely filled with wonder and astonishment–today. I want to live my life greatly impressed. Instead of cynicism or complaint, I want to marvel.
What has astonished you today?