Every day, I wake up and see so many forms of beauty around
me, especially here in Valencia.
Everything from the gentle blue skies to the birds sweetly greeting us,
the warm kisses of the sun, melodic morning banter of passersby and the
personal art people unknowingly share with us in the way they dress.
Today I felt gifted with an extra special present, as I
walked by two older ladies. One of them
was bundled in many layers, hunched over and in a wheelchair. The other who was slightly younger, was
leaning by her side, singing something softly and sweetly into her ear. I don’t know exactly what it was she was
singing, but I’m quite certain that doesn’t really matter.
