garden anemone

Every now and again, I see something along my path that seems to be visiting from another world. In those moments, I choose whether to disregard it and keep on my set path, or to take it in and let it have whatever effect — whether that’s just a brief moment of wonder, a change in perspective, or a reminder that the path does not always have to be so set. That you can turn left and go to another world if you want.

Like turning around in the garden and seeing a flower reminiscent of a sea anemone.

Moment of wonder? Or spark of an idea that leads to a left turn?

We shall see.