I see the beauty in those around me

It does make a difference what you call things.--Kate Douglas WigginMost of us think of dandelions as weeds. We buy special tools and poisonswhen they crop up and complain about them as surely as we welcome the springthat brings them. Yet is there anything more lovely than a sea of yellow dandelions by theside of the road in June? Or as remarkable in transformation as thefilaments of the mature dandelion blowing on the wind?Sometimes we let someone else define for us what are weeds and what areflowers. We don't have to. Much of the beauty of the world is that weourselves decide what is beautiful according to our own feelings. How luckywe are that, when we choose to, we can open our eyes and see!Can I see the beauty in those around me right now?