This brings a smile to me every time I see it:
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Spinning straw into gold... spinning straw into gold... spinning straw into gold... spinning straw into gold... spinning straw into gold...

My daughter and I paused for quite some time on our walk this evening to watch the lightening bugs playfully dance in the misty twilight. Sometimes pulsing in unison, sometimes lighting seemingly randomly, their movements stirred the air, comforting my senses. I likened this warm stirring to the rhythms of the hoopers around me during class: their spinning generating light. I sense the warming currents and relax.