Learning to Love the Metamorphosis

Photo by Boris Smokrovic on Unsplash

Every morning that the weather is anything other than abominable, I go for a walk around my neighborhood. It’s a pocket of time for myself and for Jet, my German shepherd, as I sort out my thoughts for the day. Most of the time I keep moving, Jet matching my pace as we go. But sometimes I see something that makes me stop. Like a chrysalis.