Saturday, June 2, 2012

I Love When It's Sunny

I awakened this morning to an absolutely beautiful day!  I love to see the sun. 
Several days ago, I was coming out of the grocery store (Smith's) and in front of me was a young mom with her young toddler boy.  As soon as the automatic doors sensed to open, and these two people were outside, the young boy exclaimed, "I love when it's sunny, mom!"  I couldn't help but smile.  I wanted to audibly agree with the boy but opted not to.  I thought it was very cute coming out of the mouth of a youngster but I would have really smiled had that come out of the mouth of an adult.  Children are honest and forthright with their feelings and it was nice to hear.
I love the outdoors and the majesty of the earth on which we live.  There is much to see and it's beauty is breathtaking.
Two years ago, our boys and I went camping up in the High Uinta Mountains, of Utah.  There is beauty all around.  When you're camping it feels like you're the only people around for miles and miles.  That's not actually the case but the vastness of the place makes it feel that way.  We have ventured out for a day hike and we couldn't help but notice the beautiful rock formations that we call mountains.  The surrounding greenery is stunning.  There is a spot called Bald mountain.  It is completely bald of any greenery and because of that, it sticks out as completely different from anything else.  We looked out into the distance and looked at the fluctuating dimensions of mountains in their various shapes and sizes. During our hike we came upon a small brook that had flowing water but very little.  We reached our hands into it and felt of it's cool refreshment.  I wiped the cold water onto my forehead and face.  We looked at how the water had shaped the ground as it ran calmly through the canyon.  There were few clouds in the sky but the sun shone brightly upon us. 
I especially loved the millions of stars that were visible in the nighttime.  The boys and I watched for satellites that are visible as they beam across the pitch-black sky.  We talked about things eternal.  They expressed their opinions on that and the reality of things without number or end.
We are all blessed with the same opportunity to experience life, filled with beauty all around.
I want to be like the young boy and express my thanks, audibly, for all that is given to me, even the honest exclamation, "I love when it's sunny, mom".