The small things of life are often so much bigger than the great things . . .
the trivial pleasure of a bikeride, 
Pickin' eatin' Loquats
Or admiring a miracle like this
Finding a hidden garden
An hibiscus at the island hotel
wildflowers
an hour with friends,
solitary walks,
A gift from good friends
common things that posess uncommon greatness. Like
A Sunday afternoon in Cedar Key.
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