Matter of Perspective

A few days ago, driving into my driveway,

I had a view of my backyard.

To me, it looked messy with all the dead leaves covering the ground from

my few trees and bushes.

My grass cutters only cut when needed and

I am not one to rake up the leaves that

embody my back yard.

It's winter, it is the way a most yards look

at this time of year.

When I was married there was never a leaf on

the ground as Ron liked a well manicured yard.

 It looks messy to me but not enough 

to care. That very afternoon I have Jilly 

for a few hours between choir and gymnastics.

She get out the car and she says,

"Mumsie, stop and stand right here"

I stand near her looking out into 

my and Mrs. Shirley's back yard.

She goes on,

" It looks like a winter Christmas card with 

all the leaves and empty trees"

I look at it again and I still only see a yard

looking messy full of leaves with little greenery.

I tell her this.

She still stands there, puts up both hands

as though she is looking through a lens.

"No, Mumsie you have to look at both the

yards together, it's so pretty it"

and then I do.

I stand there by her and I take in my and Mrs. Shirleys'

back yard and I see the Photo image she sees 

in her mind and she is right.

It is a beautiful sight, reminding us that 

season are for reasons.

I am proud of the fact that my grand girl

has the eye of an artist, who can see beauty 

where most just see messy yards.

Thanks Jilly for that eye opener.