It is autumn in Tennessee. Beautiful, crisp, cool, autumn is truly breathtaking. The trees of the fall here are bathed in the hot, sensuous, fire like colors of red, orange and gold. Their fiery energy dominates the landscape on a cold autumn morning. My attention today however, was drawn to this beautiful patch of flowers. What color are they anyway? Pink, fuchsia, pepto bismol pink? They were absolutely gorgeous and quit refreshing in a park full of red and gold. Sometimes it’s good to be different and to stand out in a crowd. Listen to your own voice. Be yourself and don’t let anyone tell you how you should be, look, or act. Sometimes you just gotta be pink in a sea of gold!