Two Kinds of People

On my walk today, I was thinking there are two kinds of people in this world.  Those who look up at the tree branches and marvel at the bright yellow flowers dancing among the leaves.

And those who only look down and grouse about the mess the petals make when they drop to ground.

 I guess there's also a third category:  People whose hearts soar at the sight of beauty and who don't mind bending their backs to clean up the mess when the blossoms wither and fall.