This morning, I had a really refreshing 5 mile run down a paved path on Chandler Blvd. near my house. At about mile 3, I noticed a few straggling flutterbies butterflies race ahead of me, flapping their wings, carried by the cool breeze. Suddenly, I was overtaken by about 200 or so of them, a blanket teeming past me with effortless grace.

Sometimes, something that simple can make your day.