It seems so easy for my space to get cluttered by stuff. Generally, I have too little space for too much stuff. Too many articles of clothing, and not enough closet. Too many books, and not enough shelves. Too many papers, and not enough desk. Too many ideas, and not enough time.
Today I noticed that my camera was starting to get a little plump with images. I went through the pictures, deleting the images that weren’t overly meaningful to me, and saving the ones that were. Amid my viewing, deleting, and saving, I came across one that made me smile once again:
This image was snapped back in November, when I was visiting my parents in Florida for Thanksgiving. Their home is a few blocks away from a golf course; and this sign was the first one I had ever seen of this type. I smiled because the image struck me as amusing; but I also smiled because of the amazingly beautiful clouds in the background; and I smiled because of the physical sensation of love that surfaced in my body as I thought about my parents.
Cleaning has its perks.