A child is like a butterfly in the wind
Some can fly higher than others, But each one flies the best it can.
Why compare one against the other?
Each one is different.
Each one is special.
Each one is beautiful.
Author Unknown
Today was spent enjoying the little butterflies that grace our lives.....each of them special and beautiful in their own ways. Three playing football, two playing soccer, and the sweetest little three year old just starting dance. Full of life, full of laughter, full of love....and each a simple joy in their own way! (I'm sure their parents would add....most of the time....!) The other butterfly joy I'm anxiously awaiting is the monarch migration. We witnessed it for the first time last year....clouds of them resting here on their way to a warmer location....and what a sight to behold. Early this morning, with a crisp fall breeze cooling off my first cup of coffee, I wandered into the pine trees and found to my delight that the first of the group have arrived! (Pictures to follow on their peak migration day!) May the joy of a butterfly grace your path today...with wings or in the sound of a child's laughter!
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