I found a rare flower on the lawn, but I didn’t pick it up. A butterfly landed delicately on its corolla, it seemed to caress it and fed its generous nectar, then it flew away. I stood there and watched, amazed and enchanted, as I could have disturbed the beauty and tenderness of that enchantment, but I didn’t. I was amazed at the love that … Continua a leggere Amazement