The Mall

 This time of year, apparently, the Boulder, Colorado, Pearl Street Mall is filled with flowers planted by the City in dirt squares for a two block long extravagance of color and shape.  Beautiful for a slow walk.  But so few people even seem to notice or stop to look.  Some walk alone at a pace to get to the next place, turning neither left of right to see the flowers.  Some walk in groups, talking to one another.  Some walk to see and be seen, but the flowers go unnoticed.  Nature waves in the breeze, but few wave back with attention much less awe.  So I keep the flowers company with my gaze as I walk along and try not to run into anyone.  So if you find yourself unnoticed, don’t let it get you down or judge yourself less than beautiful.  Preoccupations narrow people, and if they are all about themself, they cannot see the glorious you.