Day Seven: the Happiness of Little

I like to plan, and I like to abide by the plans I do make. A little spontaneous visit every now and then, though... Well that's nothing less than a joy! The hot weather has hardly brought me splendor in the last few days, and my windows have been wide open nightlong for the occasional breeze. Who joined me yesterday evening? A beautiful little moth. Most insects give us all the heeby-jeebies! Do you ever find happiness in some unexpected company, or nature that's fixed itself to your wall for a few hours? ~Beth

These daisies are the lay on your stomach kind.  The ones you saw when you were in 7th and 8th grade in just those moments that you were starting to become your own philosopher-king, when you knew enough to rule your own backyard, and when independence happily ended at 6 or so when the folks got home from work.  In those days of your first job as a babysitter.  In those nights when you dreamt of the moon.  A time and a place where inch-high daisies could feel like what now takes the sunflowers. ~ Paloma