When John was born there was this twinkle in his eye. Mom and I suspected it might be mischief. In these photos of him throwing leaves at me, there is that same twinkle. The middle photo is out of focus but don't care at all. I just get a big grin on my face. Plus his reaction in the third is delicious.
Here is a photo I took of Clara up in this tree last year when the leaves were a little more sparse. Check it out!
Butterflies are known for their unusual life cycle that includes a spectacular metamorphosis from caterpillar to a colorful winged adult. They have an erratic yet graceful flight pattern that attracts attention when they pass. The Ancient Greek word for butterfly is psȳchē, which means soul. I particularly admire their symmetry and kaleidoscope of colors.