Spring
It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass [or snow], and… Continue reading
It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass [or snow], and… Continue reading
In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth. – Rachel Carson
Life is very tough and fragile at the same time, it never backs down or surrenders, but will break open to reveal its beauty and ugliness. As a evening primrose that blooms in… Continue reading
May your life be like a wildflower… growing freely in the beauty and joy of each day. – Native American Proverb
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The… Continue reading