Here in California, the hills are green in the winter and brown in the summer. I say this only because I am always a bit shocked when I visit my parents in Georgia during the summer and everything is green and lush. We have just come through a series of winter rain storms and now several beautiful sunny days, so our dormant hills, yards and gardens are springing to life. I love admiring this from afar. The reality is only to clear when I step outside my back door. All that lovely green is in weed form. So today, I started pulling. My son and I found this little lady beetle in the weeds, I'm sad that the picture didn't turn out more clearly. I'm always amazed that just as I'm starting to feel overwhelmed by "the Ugly," I come across something that makes me smile.