little fish.

i am no longer a little fish in a big pond. but a little fish in a little pond. not so much unlike the goldies swimming around the backyard back here, home. jiggidy jig. i watch them and wait for the frogs- who blend into the rocks like chameleons. if i am quiet on this early morning in june, and if the light is just right, they just might surprise me. but it takes a discerning eye. and i blink. the little things continue to surprise me. adventures abroad have left me with an adventurous heart that remains. the ordinary now slightly lit always with the possibility of lessons to be learned, life to be lived. beauty sought and beauty seen. i will continue to update my blog with the happenings around me, even though i am back stateside. these small moments may not twinkle with european flare, but i dare say, i am just as excited to share them with you, friends. be well. and as always, much love.