"We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact that each moment of life is a miracle and mystery."
The sun came in pockets today, and as clouds blew across that great ball of fire, little moments of pretty dotted the afternoon.
Interestingly, each time the sun landed upon these orange daisies, I found myself getting lost in their perfection...and perhaps my mind drifted to the Fibonacci Sequence...but I'll spare you, lucky reader, of hearing about my nerdish tendencies. wink.
And, now, as my dad would say, "It's time for the eye-lid special."