"It takes time," artist Georgia O'Keeffe wrote, "to see a flower, or tomake a friend." William John Fitzgerald might agree. This charming ifcliched ode to the simple life encourages its readers to get off thetreadmill, drop out of the rat race and take time to smell the roses.Blessings are everywhere, Fitzgerald says, if you only know where to look,and his somewhat rambling book contains reflections on the blessedness ofsuch diverse entities as atoms, sunrises and peregrine falcons. It alsoincludes "ponder questions," like "What kind of e-mail do I enjoy most?"and poems like "Black Can Be Beautiful," a list of "black" things (likeloam) that are good, countering the association of black with evil (whichFitzgerald appears to feel is the source of racism). Whether recountinghis recovery from clinical depression or telling tales of the positiverole which computer use can play in the lives of lonely senior citizens,Fitzgerald manages to look on the bright side and count his blessings.Though the message is simple, it's one we should all be happy to hear overand over again.