For being our little reminder.

For stewarding our gifts with intention and chasing them passionately even when the world says it doesn’t make sense. Charge don’t waddle into your field of vision… what’s meant to be will come to light.

That light is so becoming.

Proving toys and devices are not needed for maximizing performance and boosting self-confidence…go with your plyometric moves.

Cause we couldn’t resist on a balmy evening, even if it was game night.

Because not all costumes spawn from the lower realm…it’s time to soar.

And how a pit stop didn’t break the bank, rather fortified a bond and confirmed that I can still wear denim from the children’s section.

Knowing when to leave is paramount…the party, the job, the relationship…mind your alliances.

For speed for all to blow off…at last free from the trammmels of thoughts.

For all the activity in my garden awashed with color…all of the symphony of colors from under the sun. May your explorations fill you with moments of glory.