We headed out to the Grandparents house so Dad could fix their computer. While that was taking place we headed out on a ride. Big blue sky. John ran around in purposeful mis-matched-shoes. He had a great time throwing big sticks in the canal. Clara made friends with the new kittens. Margaret ended it with a refreshing drink at Grandmas counter.
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.