This Little Beauty …
… landed on my leg the other day. I gave it a finger to climb on and moved it to the nearby picnic table. I did think it is a wasp and they do sting, but not all are aggressive and some of their stings are little more than a minor irritation.
And besides, it was a sprightly little thing and has a sweetness about it. So I had faith in this little character.
Faith, in the innocence of another creature, is a pleasure to have. Faith, the kind that moves mountains, from the inner landscape.
Faith, not an easy thing to come by for a man of experience. It’s all there is in the end.
Faith, in nothing in particular. A little of it is good for you, and me. ((:
© Mark Berkery ……. Click any picture and click again to enlarge