Coming home and seeing your beautiful garden. This is the first year in ten years of living in our house that my front garden has been so full and bright. Butterflies and hummingbirds visit. This evening as I was trimming the dead flowers on the butterfly bush, a hummingbird flew in for a little nectar. It was just two feet away from me drinking from the flowers. Then it looked up, saw me and buzzed by on the way to a new food source.
Happiness is anywhere you want to find it. It is whatever you want it to be. Whatever you make it.
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