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.