Children have a remarkable way of finding beauty in nearly everything they see. In corners of the earth that are often overlooked. In sound and simplicity.
My Lucia delights in an elevated root system sustaining a neighbor’s tree – playing in her treehouse nearly every single day. We’ve been sneaking out before bathtime for sidewalk chalk and evening performances on her treehouse stage. I look forward to this time of the day and the part of her that she still invites me to witness.
When I fail to see beauty, she finds it for me.