I was having somewhat of a challenging day today. I had a fight with my favorite editor and I lost my favorite uncle so I put my daily walk off until sunset. In the middle of the forest, I came upon a large patch of daffodils surrounding a flat rock, just inviting you to sit a spell. And so I did and a flood of warmth and gratitude came over me and I even got a little choked up. I’m sure they were not planted for folks like me but maybe, but it didn’t matter. It made me very happy and I appreciated them.
And I thought back to a property off I-78 at the Lenhartsville exit that I used to pass multiple times a week when I was life drawing modeling at Kutztown University. The older man who lives there has a field full of thousands and thousands of daffodils and narcissus. ..nearly as many flowers as blades of grass. I know they are there and I know they come up every year but I am completely startled every spring to see them. I am flooded with happiness when I see them. I just imagine him dividing up bulbs and spreading them out over the decades and decades of his life.
So one day, I decided to write him a thank you card and tell him how much joy it brings me as I drive by and how much joy he probably brings hundreds and maybe thousands of people who drive by while they are blooming. And he happened to be home. So I gave him the card and we sat on the porch for awhile and before I left he cut me a huge bouquet of flowers. And I left feeling even better for his Random Act of Kindness.
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