“Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.” ― Franz Kafka Life can be such a rush. I rush on past the things that bring me most peace and joy, feeling pressed and stressed. Taking time for a nature reboot, to stop and wonder, to deeply see, to treasure with my senses created beauty transforms the whole day. Last night I lost my cell phone. When I went to bed, I didn't know where it was, but I knew it wasn't at home. Likely I left in the room where I attended a meeting. But I could have dropped it on the lawn I crossed in the dark. It could have slipped into the trash with the paper plates I tossed. Or maybe I didn't notice that I dropped it in the parking lot while talking to a friend. This morning I traced my steps back to where the meeting was located. It wasn't in the parking lot or on the soggy lawn. Security didn't have it. I couldn'