I was brought up short today (as if I'm not short EVERY day) while making a mad dash from the house to the van, intent on a strategic strike on Walmart.

I happened to look down and I realized I was surrounded by lavendar snowflakes. At least, they looked like lavendar snowflakes. In reality, they are tiny tiny tiny purplely-blue flowers. Everywhere. And they are lovely. Truly lovely. After that moment, I couldn't bring myself to ruin my day by going to Walmart. So we went out to breakfast, and then to the library. And then home again. And the tiny lavendarish-purplely-periwinklely-bluish snowflakes are still here.