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The full laundry basket sat by the washer.

The kitchen sink held soaking dishes.

There were emails to send.

I wanted to research the Mayan culture.

Yet something was pulling me to our backyard.

I looked around.

What was calling me?

Our prickly pear cactus had yellow and orange blooms exploding from its green pads.

Sunlight hit the petals for a brief second.

A treasure frozen in time.

You never know what beauty awaits you

Until you make the time.