Like an oily Picasso, all chunky and jumping from the canvass with vibrant life, my day is full and satisfying.
As I sit with myself, thoughts of knowledge, truth and virtue allow me to stand, feet firmly grounded into the earth.
Emerson says flowers represent the delicate emotions. True; I would touch a flower with the same delicacy I would use to touch a lover’s face.
A smile pulls from corner to corner
What is it about yellow?
Flowers on a crisp, sunny January morning
Back lit by the sun
Cleverly layered yellow petals encircle a spiraling coil of brown seeds, strong thick velvet green stems create juxtaposition
What a lovely gift
Delicacy amidst strong realizations
