Down by the river, I was blessed to see two hawks Soaring on the winds.
With trees reflecting back.
I was cranky at work today. I remembered to open to beauty. The scent of these lilies of the valley reminded me of my maternal grandmother and old-fashioned French perfume.
After first looking In all directions to see No one was in sight.
Perfect between work and Spanish class meal–brown rice and red lentil kitcheree made in the rice cooker. Garnished with chopped herbs from the garden–mint, coriander, fennel.