Something Completely Different

I don't take care of my yard very well. The person who owned the house before my mom took very good care of her yard. She planted a lot of flowers that grow back year after year and she kept the ivy in check. Now the yard is definitely jungle-like. Ivy is slowly climbing up the walls, unpeturbed by my constant attempts to cut it down. The flowers that die aren't replaced, and weeds and crabgrass have grown quickly. But this spring a rose bush grew in my front yard. The roses are the reddest red I've seen in a long time, and they are large too. I can see them from where I'm sitting typing this, and its nice to have that kind of view.

There is so much beauty in the world, and there is so much more beauty than there is ugliness. For every dark, bad thing in the world today, think of one simple, beautiful thing close to you. Conscious thought leads to conscious action. When we believe that there is more good than bad, there is.