Simple

Simple is beautiful.  Deb gave me rhubarb from her garden and I cut it up into pieces to freeze.  I adore rhubarb although when I was younger I broke out in hives because we had a lot of it one summer at my Grandma’s house in Delia, Alberta.  Rhubarb’s color is simply striking.   It has been said that butterflies are like self-propelled flowers.  One such blossom landed by my feet in the midst of a rocky, dusty driveway to make my day simply perfect.   Fireweed has shown its prettiness in our yard, such a simple reminder that summer does have an end.   A simple day.  My favorite.