He saw the kind of beauty yellow flowers have growing over a carpet of dead leaves. The beauty of cracks forming a mosaic in a dry riverbed, of emerald-green algae at the base of a seawall, of a broken shard from a blue bottle. The beauty of a window smudged with tiny prints. The beauty of wild weeds. Michelle Cuevas
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The idea of beauty, as defined by John Muir, is “simplicity, purity, the free play of natural forces.” The beauty of nature allows us to appreciate the things that are around us. Nature inspires us to appreciate the small beauty that surrounds us every day.

Source: Beyond The Laughing Sky

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