Flitting By…

This weekend…was perfect butterfly weather…sunny…not too hot…and…the zinnias are still blooming…so…I spent a fair amount of time…in Granny’s rocker…watching…as they flitted between blossoms… Funny…I can say they…flitted…and it sounds like a good thing…when I describe...

Fly Away…

Yesterday…was a long…hectic day…today…I want to be a butterfly…wisping across the sky…darting from one delicious flower to the next…celebrating the sun… Bertha…says…why not…all it takes is…imagination… Then…she reminds me…of everything the butterfly went through…to...