I found these very tiny succulents in my garden Saturday. I don't know what they are, some sort of sedum, I suspect. Maybe a volunteer, maybe a hitchhiker that caught a ride on something else I planted. I love them! I was busy with the fall cut down, rake out clean up and discovered these sweet babies in a weedy patch of dianthus. I found a few others a foot or so away. For scale those dead pine needles are about three inches long, they're teeny! And I could have so easily raked them out without even noticing.
But I noticed.
It was the voice, the reminder to Slow Down. And I did. I made time to just be this weekend. I sat beside water and drank coffee outside. I weeded by hand and I spent some time contemplating the beauty of the ten million box elder bugs that have descended on out tiny town. They're really very beautiful. And abundant.
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