To trust means to walk by faith not by sight, to follow directions regardless of whether they seem to make sense or not, but how easy it is to be swayed by our intellect or our senses.

Several years ago this truth was driven home when I allowed my mind to convince me that my source must have made a mistake. Instead of following the GPS' instructions, I did what I thought was right, and as a result, a trip that should only have taken about 15 minutes got stretched to an hour (documented here if you are interested). 

That was a lesson that stuck with me. 

The other day, on my way to an appointment, I took a wrong turn and was thrown off course. Not wanting to waste time by trying to backtrack, I consulted MapQuest. However, as we approached my destination, and it told me to turn right, everything within me screamed no, no, no, it's on the left. Fortunately, I did not listen to that inner voice. 



This post was written for Five Minute Friday
Word prompt--MIDDLE
Five minutes to free write about it.

Today I ate a really good mango and thought of my mother. 

We lived in a country where mangoes were plentiful. The big ones were our favorites, and we would share them. Since I didn't like getting my hands messy, we had a little ritual. My mother would cut off the sides and give them to me, and then peel the skin off the pit and take the middle of the mango for herself. 

While I used a spoon to scoop the flesh out of my skins, she used her hands to hold the pit as she proceeded, with great gusto, to eat every bit of fruit attached to it, savoring each bite, and proclaiming that the middle of the fruit was the most flavorful part. Sticky hands did not bother her one bit. Nor did the juice that dribbled down her chin. 

Now I eat a whole mango by myself, and think of my mother, and feel sad. 



The forecast had called for rain, but they were wrong. We woke up to a sky as blue as blue can be. Not a cloud in sight. Couldn't have asked for a more perfect day to have breakfast in the park with my friend, Wunmi (aka "Granddaughter"). Her treat. 

We spent a very relaxing hour catching up and enjoying the beauty all around us. Hopefully it refreshed and energized her as much as it did me. 

We had a great view of the pond, and I soon regretted not having my camera with me when two loudly honking Canada Geese made a beeline towards it. I did manage to capture them with my cell phone as they landed, but they're barely visible. Can you spot them? They're just past that big ripple in the water. 

Although my cell phone takes good pictures, it falls short when you need to zoom in on something like the geese above, or the kids playing ball on the field adjacent to the pond in this shot. You have to look real close at the sandy looking area between the edge of the grass and the building at the back to see them.



Spring colors are so pretty. These are some of my favorite shots. 
1. Redbuds framed by the arch outside Harris Teeter.

2. Flowers surrounding the dumpster on our property.


3. Golden dandelion flowers. 

4. Meanwhile, indoors, the Christmas cactus is still blooming, adding a touch of color to my windowsill.


Went back to the Chapman DeMary trail. Not too many bluebells left, but other flowers were blooming.



It was a beautiful day today, and my daughter suggested an outing to Franklin Park, with a quick stop at Chapman DeMary Trail on the way home. 

For the first time in a long while, I felt inspired to take my camera along, instead of just my cell phone.

Once home, I eagerly downloaded the 60 plus photos I'd taken to my computer, and was in the process of editing them when the mouse froze. Unable to get it moving again, or escape from the program, I rebooted the computer.

Imagine my dismay when I went back to PHOTOS to continue editing, and discovered that all the pictures, except these six which had already been edited, were gone. Where? I have no idea. Unfortunately, they had already been deleted from my camera as well. 

There were a couple of "beauty in the eye of the beholder" type shots that I am most disappointed to have lost. One of them I was in the process of editing when the mouse froze. But I won't lose the memory of precious time spent outdoors with a loving, thoughtful daughter, who is one of my greatest blessings.