I've been coming home from my morning walks lately with little treasures I find along the way, pockets crammed full of acorns and one hand clutching small bouquets of wildflowers and berries while the other hand clutches Langley's leash. She's patient with me, much like I'm patient with her every time she stops to sniff a new smell or check out a fire hydrant or lamp post, the canine's version of the neighborhood pub.
I bring home the little treasures and wildflowers (weeds really) and either put them in small Rubbermaid containers or jelly jars of water and wait for the flowers to perk up. I always feel bad for the ones that continue to stay wilted, guilty that I picked them from the ground for my own selfish reasons, but the ones that make it are put about the house to make us smile. A little bit of morning for us all to enjoy.
Today's 30-day prompt is "circle".