Two images. A sort of ying and yang gifted by nature. The first one, so obvious…laughter. Also a reminder that sometimes you just gotta go bottoms up. The second one, the elegance and delicate form of a butterfly. Yet, to think of its fierceness to come out of the cocoon and survive the battering winds. And, if you look closely, you’ll see the whisper of laughter, like pollen on the butterfly’s wings, graces the image. The butterfly has company, unseen until the picture appeared on the monitor. Like a nesting doll one image gifted another. Laughter, fragility, elegance, fierceness, and gifts within gifts. I guess it really is just one image. The image of life. Sweet sweet mercy, isn’t it grand.