Great minds think alike…
Birds of a feather…
Same wave length…
Simpatico…
Williamsburg, Virginia has sort of been our home away from home for several years. We were there last Easter, and for reasons I can’t recall we needed to be home later in the day.
Since we were in a hurry, we stopped for lunch at a fast food place on the way out of town. There was a little girl handing out “Easter Eggs” in the lobby. I quote it, because they weren’t actual eggs, but were drawn on paper.
I don’t know why, but I tucked mine into my wallet, just in front of my drivers’ license, and in the months since then I’ve been careful to not let it fall out. The other day I needed to get something out of Ryma’s wallet, and was pleasantly surprised to find her Easter Egg tucked inside it too. It seemed that she was touched in the same way I was, by the little girl handing out hand-drawn Easter Eggs.
Why did we both carry an Easter Egg in our wallet for six months? I’m not sure, but we are simpatico, on the same wavelength. I don’t know about great minds, but we are definitely birds of a feather.