There’s something deeply contagious about a child’s unguarded joy. Their freedom, wonder, and wholehearted delight can remind us to reconnect with those same qualities in ourselves. 

Summer days find Becky running through tall meadow grass as if she had wings. Inevitably, butterflies rise from the grasses rustled by her little feet, floating and dancing all around her.  Soon, the sky becomes a mosaic of color as they flutter their multicolored wings, transforming the meadow into a magical summer dream.

A garden of nectar-rich flowers—Butterfly Bush, Lantana, Coneflowers, Zinnias, and Butterfly Weed—is lovingly tended by Becky, creating a continuous feast and welcoming habitat for her colorful friends.

The honey-sweet scent of the Butterfly Bush drifts through the air as its graceful spikes, loaded with purple, pink, and white blooms, sway in the gentle breeze. Butterflies dance from flower to flower, drawn to this beautiful haven Becky has carefully created.

This is Becky’s happy place—a garden alive with color, fragrance, and the delicate flutter of wings.