I woke up the other morning, here in Belize, to a wondrous sight and a beautiful smell. Along the fence line near my front porch, a small tree had bloomed overnight with these fragrant and fluffy flowers. The bees were loving them in their own small, busy way. I snapped a couple shots of the flowers (picture above) on my new Canon Powershot camera.

I went for a walk later that day that gave me view of the hillside leading up to the place I am staying. The hillside was teeming with these freshly bloomed flowers, all snow white against the lush green of the Rain Forest. It was a spectacular display of nature running her course.

The next day I noticed the bright white giving way to a pale, faded off-white. Now, today they are merely brown with the sweet scent as faded as the bright white.

Ahhh, the implied metaphors of the passing moments of our lives giving way to the next.

Yes, so stop and smell the flowers of your life today. Tomorrow they may not be gone, but they will have changed from today. Take them in with all your senses. Relish them in that moment. Do not be sad that they will fade away. But, be glad in that moment, that you were there in that moment of full glory and beauty, no matter how fleeting the moment.