(A Happiness Tale I found from 2012. I couldn’t resist sharing it with you.)
One midnight, somewhere near the first full day of spring, the Joy Giant goes walking.
He’s huge, old J.G. Taller than the tallest trees. And his feet are enormous, ‘though he’s lighter than air.
He’s invisible to humans. But dogs can see him, mainly because their hearts are filled with the same kind of happiness as his. Little children can see him, too; but only in their dreams, and he never scares them.
Sometimes he pauses outside the homes where dogs or children live, stoops down and looks in their windows, softly chuckling at their sweetness.
He walks all over the place, just to celebrate spring. You can tell when he’s passed by. Yellow forsythia bloom in his tracks, echoing his laughter.