Walking from my car to my door tonight, it is dark and quiet. A light above the garages shines down, creates a circle of light on the asphalt. In the center of this circle, a little black and white cat, having the time of its life, running, jumping, twisting and turning in the air, trying to catch the moths that flutter about. Pause briefly to notice and ignore me walking by, and back to playing like nothing in the world was more important.
A picture of jubilance ... something so beautiful about the scene.