After having spent so much time looking at tiny details on butterfly hindwings, insect mandibles and plant serrations, my discerning eye noticed a sewing needle lying in this dry grass near the town well. It was the glint in the sun that caught my eye
I took it home, because well ... nuns at school taught me that everything was valuable since someone had made it!
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so rare to find a needle in a haystack!... perhaps a portent of even better things to come? being observant is the first step... -- BG
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