I found a grubby little plastic dragonfly on our walk and photographed it along the way to celebrate some of the colors of spring.

It's all cleaned up and will make its way into the found objects jar.


"I do believe in an everyday sort of magic...the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone." Charles de Lint
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