Beauty in the day: driving to work with a lot on my mind – and I turned the corner, and saw the sky – the kind that is my favorite, sort of stormy with the sun shining in, and making everything look super-vibrant – – and I knew.
Beauty in the day: My BFF relayed this story about her 3-year-old niece:
Samara: Mommy, are you thinking what I’m thinking?
Mommy: I don’t know. What are you thinking about?
Samara: I’m not thinking about anything.
*at this point, Mommy confirms that they are, indeed, thinking of the same thing.