I was thinking what I would write about perfection because I do not consider myself a perfectionist. I am accurate when needed but perfection is stress in my world.
Then I passed a Doe and just in the trees stood her three fawns with their spots still on and I thought Wow that is perfection in my world.
Arriving at home my daughters had their father day card they drew and could not wait to give them to me. Again that is perfection. I believe I live a simple life and I guess in a way it’s in perfection. Even though we have a few bumps in the road.