The Gift from a Stranger
Today as I was exploring another park in my neighborhood, Chatfield State Park, I stopped above the dam to take a panoramic picture of the reservoir, fall foliage and mountains. As I was headed back to my car a bicyclist struck up a conversation about the beautiful day and the hawks taking advantage of the currents in the air. As I was about to leave he leaned down to pick these flowers and handed them to me and said thank you for making his day. He made mine, I haven’t had a man give me any flowers in forever.
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