Stopping By

One afternoon this week, on my way home after a particularly long day, I noticed how beautiful and bright the five o'clock sun was.  I noticed the green in the trees and the blue in the sky, and I decided to stop for just a little while to enjoy it.  I ended up in a peanut field, and the twenty minutes that I spent out there, all alone, soaking up the radiance of the setting sun, were the best spent that day.

Stop and the smell the roses.  Or peanuts.