Butterflies Make Me Smile

I was walking through the office a few minutes ago on my way to the warehouse, when out of the window I see a butterfly flitting around the courtyard.  I kind of smile to myself and keep moving.  The orders won’t pull themselves, so these copies need to get to Carmen, our warehouse guy.  Of course while I was out there, I got sidetracked by some stuff and finally made my return trip to my office.  To my surprise, the butterfly was still there.  I stopped.  I watched.  I smiled.  The courtyard was bathed in sun, the planting we have right dab in the center, a little pond, some knock out roses, daylillies and snowball bushes was very colorful.  I could see why the butterfly thought it would be a cool place to hang out.  The wind picked up a bit, but the butterfly still hung out.  Flitting from one flower to the next, doing what butterflies do.  It made me smile, the beauty of it, the tranquility of it, right outside the mayhem of the office.  It made it feel like all was right with the world.  It made me realize that this is the time of the year, when we can forget to take the time to enjoy the fruits of our labors.  I know we are all busy with getting everything set for kids to go back to school, but please don’t forget to enjoy it also.  I asked my son to sit down and chat, of course I got this horrified look and a worried”Why”.  I told him, I was proud of him, I thought his Dad and I had done a good job raising him, and would just like to hear his views on some things.  Of course the conversation wasn’t long, but I did enjoy it.  I made sure I enjoyed the fruits of raising him all these years.  Same thing applies to the courtyard garden.  Granted I haven’t actually done the work this year, I have yelled to get it done though.  I made sure I stopped and enjoyed what that little planting had to offer me.  Beauty, tranquility and a fluttery little butterfly.  I also learned, butterflies make me smile.

Keep on Smiling,

Karen

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