A Marvelous Life

[List the qualities of their life one can marvel about.]

I recently read as to how many years ago our ancestors would go out walking, usually on a Sunday afternoon, sometimes alone, sometimes with a spouse, sometimes with the whole family. And they called it going marveling. They would look for unusual rocks, unusual wildflowers, seashells or even four-leaf clovers, whatever could be labeled as marvelous things. They would collect them, bring them home and then show off the marvelous things to all whom they were close to and near.

I don’t know of anyone or any family that goes out marveling. I don’t know of anyone or any family who will go out on a Sunday in search of marvelous things. And it’s a shame, because there’s much to marvel about.

Take a walk through the local art ga…