The garden was a paradise. Butterflies of various species, colors and sizes leap frogged among the flowers. Following a stroll, I sat down to watch butterflies visiting certain people.
They were as curious about us as we were of them. One landed on a shy lady’s cutoffs jeans pocket as she walked about. It rested there for a long time then moved to her camisole strap. it looked like she was wearing a corsage. When a few butterflies chose me, I was elated by their perfect landings and time stopped.
In this place of beauty I discovered flow. I stayed for hours and it felt like minutes. I love getting lost in time.
Where have you visited and found flow?