There's something about a field in Spring, lush and green, that always calls me to pull over on the side of the road. Wild daisies decorate the new grass, and if there are hooved critters afoot, all the better. These characters live just down the road from us, and after a moment's quiet observation of me, they all approach for a soft word and a scratch around the ears.
Life is full of potential for peaceful moments in the midst of chronic busyness. When is the last time you slowed down, or even stopped to enjoy some small beautiful thing?