Enjoying the opportunity to notice beauty in things I pass every day. This morning I saw some beautiful crown of thorns. I have one at home but the flowers are tiny compared to their tropical cousins. Crown of thorns reminds me too that we are approaching the dark time of the Christian year. My plant blooms around Holy Week and the blooms are a vivid scarlet, truly resembling drops of blood on thorny branches. Death has been much on my mind of course with Mark’s health being so precarious. Like so many things, death can be an obsessive issue for people. Some obsess by defiance engaging in activities which risk the possibility of death, or intensify the sense of being alive. Others numb the reality in a variety of other ways, and there are those who enter into a personal style which celebrates death. I continue to wonder about this in relation to the fascination with vampire stories and clubs. But in the face of the loss and pain involved in the death of a loved one, it can be easy to lose sight of the love and joy and beauty which surround us. Depression, crankiness and irritability rear their heads easily. Crown of thorns….crucifixion and resurrection…. death and life….sadness and joy….remember to notice the beauty.