On a walk this morning with Jonathan and Cocoa, the brilliant leaves seemed to smile at me. Perhaps they are reminding me that although it will soon be winter and the limbs bare, they will return again soon. Or maybe the riot of color is a celebration of the past few months of sun, warmth, and harvest.
Either way, I felt happy–the way a smile helps me feel.
So as I go through this day, I will smile as I see the smiles all around me, and with each smile there is the possibility of another–until the day itself becomes a smile.