This morning my young male seahorse, Moya, discovered a piece of mysis that had floated away from the feeding station and lodged on the rocks. His body language needed no translation: Baby grapes appearing on the vines in the neighborhood garden I pass on my evening walks: And the gentle tickle of a cleaner shrimp as it tries to clean me instead of the fish and corals: And don’t forget to pass it on..or share your observations in the comments. I’d love to know…what simple joy did YOU experience today?
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