Stopping to smell the roses

On my way with the Friday garbage bags to the dumpster assigned to our house I thought for some reason of the importance of stopping to smell the roses or, to express what this really means, stopping to notice the beauty around you. With that in my mind I saw this white trumpet flower all alone. The green coloring is an emphasis gained from the photo app used. I hope I always have the wherewithal to take in the beauty staring me in the face.