i saw this little girl in the arboretum the other day, crouching down to get a closer look at the geraniums. she looked like she was talking to the monarch butterflies. i snapped her and that expression, that serious, yet angelic pose she struck as if she was listening to a butterfly tell her all his troubles and that she could do something to help him. :)
so then i brought her back home and turned her into a faerie princess who could help...
it would be so nice to think heaven has flowers and children and butterflies.
but no wasps or slugs. or um, "road ragey" people or quarterly taxes. or department of motor vehicles.
happy 4th! :)
