small treasure

I like to make little bouquets of unwanted plants. Clover, grass (gone to seed), fresh dandelion. 

Expired dandelion, past-bloomed blossom, pruned tree branch.

I usually just arrange them into a little presentation of color, admire the combination, then toss them up in the air and let the components fall, scattered. Usually I like the pattern they make when they land. If I don't, I will pick them up and start over. 

Sheer delight at finding a lady-bug. It always feels like a treat to see one. I especially love when they find me first and someone points them out on my shirt. It makes me feel special.