Outwardly - it looked to be the same as any other sweet summer day. Outwardly - nothing much had changed. It seemed - hardly - worth her while to seek out the new in what was so everyday ordinary.
But she did what she did...because after so many years - what she does everyday has become a part of her. Like brushing her teeth. Like combing her hair. Like - simply - breathing. In and out. Out and in. One breath that is always followed by another.
And there - above and below and in-between - it was. The tiniest little bits of color - found her.
She did what she did because she does. And the world never ceases to surprise her.