There is more beauty in our fingers where we touch another, there is more beauty in our smiles where they fall, there is more beauty in our bodies where they are held as gently as rare fruit. There is more beauty in the threads that tether us to what came before, and that lead us gently and with love to what will be. Than there ever can be in anything we do, or are, alone.
There is no privilege greater than watching the loveliest people getting to know their brand new friend. Recording the joy and wonder that newborn babies bring to the families that welcome them will always be one of my very favourite things to do. And then there's the new baby himself, learning to swim in this strange new land, all turtle head and untamed sticking-out-fingers. Amazing days indeed.