Growth, unexpected,
happens as a small inchworm across an apple. Today I measured my daughter as she felt like she had grown again. We mark birthdays and holidays on a wall between the dining room and the living room since she was born. She was right. Even after her birthday her shoes suddenly did not fit, a few sizes larger. We barely saw it happening, and then all of a sudden she is at my shoulder, close to two inches since the lockdown started. I remembered an inchworm crossing a shiny apple once from my yard. It was trying to find a way in and get bigger, slowly, but surely. I wonder where this moth or butterfly went?
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