beauty on the way

the other morning on the way to work,
i drove through a cloud of cherry blossom petals
falling to the ground. 

for just a moment
time
slowed
down
and i was caught in
the midst of a perfect pink
storm of spring beauty.

it also made me feel like Anne
as she's driving in the buggy with Matthew
on her way home to Green Gables for the first time
and she sees the Avenue full of wild cherries,
plums and other beautiful trees in full bloom.

"Pretty? Oh, pretty doesn't seem the right word to use.  Nor beautiful either.  They don't go far enough.  Oh, it was wonderful--wonderful.  It's the first thing I ever saw that couldn't be improved upon by imagination.  It just satisfied me here"--she put one hand on her breast--"it made a queer funny ache and yet it was pleasant ache. "  (Anne of Green Gables, Lucy Maude Mongomery)

yes, that's just it.  she captures how i felt just perfectly.

i love Anne.
i want to be her when i grown up.
i always want to keep my appreciation for beauty, for life.

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