I was pedaling past the grandest sunflower patch in my neighborhood just as a car pulled to a stop in front of it. Out jumped a jolly man, short and stout, who clipped a sunflower top from tippy toes circling back to his car in seconds. Our eyes met along with playful grins at the deed. I flashed a peace sign as he closed his door, and I laughed at his laugh while he was driving away with his snip of sunshine.
Joy is the elixir that screams I’m alive, thank you for asking!
