This was brought home to me when an acquaintance recently toured my gardens and did nothing but point out the weeds.
“Oh, look,” she exclaimed, her finger quivering as she pointed. “There’s a weed underneath that bush.”
I squinted. Sure enough, a weed was sprawling at the feet of a beautiful pink Knock-Out Rose.
She did this three more time during the tour. She never once mentioned the flowers.
After she left, I wondered what her life must be like since she seemed incapable of seeing anything but weeds. Skeptic though I am, I go through life looking at the roses.
If you like the philosophy of looking at the flowers and not the weeds, I highly recommend the book Find the Good by Heather Lende. The book description says it all:
As the obituary writer in a spectacularly beautiful but often dangerous spit of land in Alaska, Heather Lende knows something about last words and lives well lived. Now she’s distilled what she’s learned about how to live a more exhilarating and meaningful life into three words: find the good. It’s that simple–and that hard.