Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
International Day of Happiness
Did you even know there was such an occasion? I didn't until I saw some posts on Instagram. Turns out it was established by the United Nations General Assembly on June 28, 2012.
Our school held its International Day Festival today with the theme "The World is Our Village". Unfortunately, my days are always so busy there's little time for much else, so I just had a quick look around at noon. Booths were set up by regions rather than by countries as they have been in the past.
Today also marks the first day of spring in the US and some other parts of the Northern Hemisphere. As you can see by all the short sleeves, it was a warm day here. I know many of you are truly wishing warmer weather would come your way to stay rather than just visit for a day.
As for my little visitor yesterday, Marilyn tells me that it was not a bee but a wasp. Interesting! I've only ever had experience with the sort of wasps that build nests and go crazy when they are bothered. This little fellow was happy as could be flitting about my geraniums and wasn't bothered by my presence at all. Amazing what you learn when you Google. Turns out there are solitary wasps and social wasps. Perhaps my fellow was a solitary wasp which is why I mistook him for a bee.
I sure hope Jingles doesn't come into contact with a wasp or a bee. She tried to catch one when she was little and got stung which caused her mouth to swell up. Not sure how she managed it today, but she did wind up catching a butterfly. She ran in from the balcony and was batting it around the living room before I knew what was going. Saving it was futile, of course.
Another weekend here has begun and that makes me very happy.