The struggle of the eyes does gift wonder filled delights sometimes. Looking out the window I puzzled at how the tiny white flowers growing in the yard were moving without wind. The image was fascinating. Grabbing my camera I zoomed closer. Ahhhhhh, was not the flowers but a white butterfly or moth dancing back and forth. And so a delightful morning break… I scurried outside with camera and bare feet following the dance of white on white. Just a little hobbit chasing a white butterfly/moth as it danced from white flower to white flower.  Sometimes, I guess the eyes see distortion and blurs. But when you look with the heart you get to dance with the butterflies………….. a lesson one should never forget.