I'm Concerned About You
2026.02.24 Why put the rose out of its misery when just a little care, water, and sunlight can bring its rapture?
Tuesday, February 24, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder...fell Way.
How's the day? O/
Post-blizzard blues got you forgetting your shoes and looking for your boots?
Enjoy the easy illumination the reflection of snow brings to The World and brighten up your attitude.
Glad you're here.
Though it's never been said before, I know you'll find it true when you look; every cloud looks like a flying snowbank in flight.
If you think real hard about it, maybe flex your Science muscles some too, you'll understand: That's exactly what a cloud is.
New ways of looking, listening, and sensing The World... an Artist's cup of tea.
There's a potted rose by where I write. Not so long ago it wasn't doing so well. Most would have given up on it and tossed it away.
But I remember something so many seem to forget: Every flower, tree, and every thing alive, wants to grow... wants Life alive!
Why put the rose out of its misery when just a little care, water, and sunlight can bring its rapture?
Life wants living. How we sometimes forget...
Don't you ever wonder why a seed wants to grow? Why that dream you've had since you were young still wants to be true?
They're both within each seed, sapling, and person, for the same reason: To give substance to a dream.
I'm concerned about you. Concerned you'll let dry felt obligations drown out what's truly remarkable about you.
All the noble, wonderous, life-affirming dreams you have... please do yourself and The World justice and see to it you make at least a few real.
Be your best dream of yourself everyday.
Build your best dreams the best you can with what you have to work with everyday.
Take care and make a wonderful day.
~ Wynn ~
Brought to you by the emoji of the day: 🧑‍⚕️health_worker
Pic Prompt: Create a stick figure pen and ink image of a rose in a flower pot on a table by a window at sunrise in the winter.




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