For no good reason, here are some randoms from my good lucky life.
The bench where I sat and turned my face into the breeze
The flowers I saw spinning without a care
The puzzle my 92-year-old aunt, her daughter and I did, while sipping Prosecco
My son, strumming his ukulele
The girl made of light, and sometimes shadow, too
Plain yogurt, oats and quinoa, raspberries, blueberries, pomegranate seeds, yum
The blanket his grandmother gave him, that he wraps himself in daily