I exaggerate just a bit when I say I saw zillions of flittering glittering fairies out my kitchen window this morning. Poured my 2nd cup of coffee and by chance glanced out the window to see the garden and chicken yard all aglow and sparkling in the morning sun. Like a fairy tale scene filled with dancing fairies moving too fast to really see, but reflecting the sun so as not to be missed.
Must be butterflies I concluded, but have butterflies ever sparkled like that?
Should I have just clicked the shutter on this incredible moment to seal it in my memory? Was it foolish to slip on my shoes and head out to the field to fellowship with the fairies?
Cautiously, so as not to scare them off, slipped thru the gate and into the pasture. Stood still and looked around in amazement. Just as my adult self said, not fairies at all. Just as my rational self said, butterflies don't sparkle like this. But just as the child inside me oooohhhed and awwwweddddd, there were a zillion (give or take) dragon flies darting about me, going nowhere it appeared, merely there for my amazement perhaps, the sun glinting and splitting on their transluscent prism wings.
Thank you God.
