Beautiful.

When you hear the word beautiful, what do you think of? What is the first thing that came to your mind when you read that word? What was your initial thought?

When I hear the word beautiful, my mind goes a million different places. I think of the bird, chirping outside my window in the mornings. I think of the slowly moving creek beside my house. I think of the deer in the middle of the woods. I think of the cattle grazing on the side of a hill. I think of the sound of wind in the trees. I think of the butterfly on the sunflower. I think of sunlight shining in through my window. I think of the sound of rain drops hitting a tin roof. I think of the sound of joyful laughter. I think of the feel of grass beneath my feet. I think of the eagle soaring through the air. I think of the elderly couple walking down the sidewalk hand in hand. That is what I think of when I hear the word beautiful.

Beautiful. Where does your mind take you?