Let's Call It: The Year of the Butterfly

On Tuesday, this one kept settling down on my porch, no matter how many times I scared him away. It sat on this rug for nearly two hours, beating its wings until it was ready to fly. (A lot of my plans did not get completed that evening....)

And then on Sunday, I opened the door and two little orange ones flittered off the rug; one into the sky, and one into my kitchen.

It flew into the window to strengthen its wings for a few hours, and then I helped him on his way.

(I guess that plant I bought that said "attracts butterflies"...does!)

Summer Dayz

(I love me some summer.)

Living Celebration

A Little Birthday Eve Magic:

A Full Day of Birth:

 Not Pictured: 90 minutes at the sweet mercy of Massage

A day filled with loving messages (by mail and by phone and by song),

(to the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody, no less)

and finished off with a little late-night talking with my dear ones 

(including the lovely Aden, randomly staying the night).

Saturday is for back-in-town visits:

And then Sunday, Party Day, where I gather my people and together we Live Some Celebration, and then the Lord puts on a show.

 (Can you see it? Heart, FULL.)

  (Campfire Sunset and Fireworks and Fireflies and Moon Nestled Between the Trees to boot?)

Call me a woman who knows she is loved.

(Thank you.)