What a privilege it is to watch you wobble in the wind. Your highest bud unfolding before me. The excitement and anticipation, the wonder and awe, oh, how it never gets old. To feel like a child realizing—for the first time—how remarkable this world we live in truly is. Then I see the busy bees and a hummingbird hovering over your neighbor, and I am captivated by the complexity of life all around me, and I overflow with gratitude.
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