have you ever seen two butterflies dancing in a garden? one atop the other fluttering near a daisy and the other settled idly on a lilly? And suddenly, they leap with out abandonment and chase one another over and up and down and around and over and under again until they finally settle atop a fern where they decide, with out words, to take on the world together. To make sure one and the other makes their own way, the best way they can.

I have. It's one of the most lovely things. And, I'm reminded of their concise and free spirit. And their love of love and freedom and the gift of one another.