Sometimes things get rather bleak and I’m not sure I can be grateful at all, but as I was thinking that way today and was out walking I ran across some incredibly tiny flowers. They were weeds, really, but hey, even weeds can be beautiful. So I’m grateful for them. These days I’m trying to work on finding beauty and being grateful even when, in all honesty, I don’t want to be.
And if none of what I wrote above makes any sense, just enjoy the photo. :-)