cherilyn sunridge musing

Hello Loving Ones,

Indian Summer in the San Juans has brought a ballet of yellow butterflies.  They flit close to Earth, visiting the last of the wild flowers, some of which seem to be eternally blooming.

As I walked gazing at the sky and tall pines, there was a butterfly above the Ponderosas; yellow against blue.

Each time we gaze, we may see something “out of context,” dancing where we have not seen that particular dance before.

Expect beauty from all directions

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