On Sept. 11, 2001, as I drove to work, I was struck by the beauty of that morning. The skies were a brilliant blue and there was a crispness in the air that signaled that summer had turned to fall overnight.
Yesterday, it was the same type of morning, and I knew it was time to appreciate the beauty of something that I pass by every day. It's this: Hundreds, more likely thousands, of morning glories that bloom in the shadow of a busy interstate.
Look closely and you'll see the delicate intricacies of these vines and blossoms growing in a perfectly choreographed pattern. There are mostly blue flowers (I think the variety is the classic 'Heavenly Blue') with some purples and pinks. I don't know who's responsible for making this happen, but I'm happy that somebody took the time to sow a few seeds and beautify what had been just a rusty iron fence before.
So today, especially, I hope you also find beauty around you, too.