i have been feeling under the weather of late.
having lost the flexibility to feel like the weather
which is so changeable.
exhausted i make my way to the potting shed this morning –
oh Glory!
it is filled with rebellious trumpets that have sneaked in,
heralding joy and possibility,
and then a butterfly led me home.
Ministry of Animals 
trumpets, little weedy white daisies. I won’t let Steve pull them because they’re full of beeeeez and other, fluttery things. Hope the butterflies and flowers lifted your spirits!