Typically, if it’s a warm winter day (over 45 degrees), I like to walk the dogs at one of their favorite parks. This Valentine’s Day was perfect for getting out of the house – almost 60 sunny degrees.
After visiting the post office to drop off a package, I steered the car in the direction of Heartland Park in Wentzville. This sweet park boasts a peaceful lake with walking paths, pavilions, a bridge, hens and drakes swimming, great white herons, and a waterfall dedicated to children who have passed on.
As we strolled past the ballfields, Bordeaux, aka Red Dog, decided a particular patch of grass was in need of fertilization. After collecting his ‘specimens’ in my designated ‘perfumed poop bag’, I tied a knot in the bag, and we headed to the nearest trash receptacle.
As I approached the receptacle, I noticed what appeared to be plant stems on the picnic table bench inside the quaint gazebo.
Upon closer inspection, a bunch of long stem ruby red roses lay on the bench. Surprised, my heart skipped a beat! For a minute, I thought about taking the entire lot of roses, but settled on two – one for my soulmate and one for me.
What a nice gesture, I thought. The stranger must have spent a pretty penny for these roses!
I gently picked up the fragrant beauties, protecting them from the wind by cupping my hands around the buds, while navigating two frisky pooches across the bridge and the lake path, and back to the Chevy Equinox.
After a stop at Starbucks for lattes, we headed home. The pups bounded inside the kitchen door, and I hand hubby his caramel-vanilla latte and a rose.
He was surprised, thinking I actually bought him something for Valentine’s Day. (chuckle)
I told him the story, and his comment was, “What if a man left them for his wife that had passed, and that bench was her favorite spot in the park?”
“Highly unlikely,” I said, explaining that “the stranger just wanted to bring a smile to people’s faces.”
I carefully trimmed the rose stems, and placed the lovelies in a nautical blue porcelain vase with white starfish embellishment atop my favorite beachy white chest of drawers to admire.
I recalled how seeing the roses filled me with joy – all as a result from a random act of kindness.
I hope all of you had a wonderful Valentine’s Day.
Remember to tell your loved ones how much they mean to you. Every. Day.
The hubster and I celebrated Valentine’s Day at a Great River Road winery admiring a magenta and cornflower blue sky as the sun’s reflections danced on the Mississippi and Illinois rivers.
Peace, love, and sand dollars,
Sheree is the author of three books – Ocean Rhythms Kindred Spirits, Midnight the One-Eyed Cat, and Da Vinci Eye Award Winner, Folly Beach Dances.
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