Unexpected Purple

There she is...

I have to stop.
There's no denying the sight I see.
Nothing can draw me away.
The view before me demands my response.
I set my paint brush down, grabbing the nearest rag and quickly wiping the colored streaks that have managed to stain my fingers.  I hurry, afraid the moment will pass.

Tossing the rag back onto the table-cloth covered table, grabbing my camera, I fall to my knees and snap the photos.

The images break sunlight into my soul.
Smiles bloom, like bubbles erupting under that spray of a laughing waterfall.

She turns to see me...

and the camera is set aside as she flings herself into my arms

to finish the momentary magic with her sticky, giddy hugs; her arms wrapping around my neck,

her little form still relinquishing the last echos of wonderful baby scents.

Sweetness...unexpected.

Linking up to Gypsy Mama's

Five Minute Friday:

where we write uneditted

for 5 minutes

on Friday.