How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Like liquid jewels, dripping from the vine in the morning sun. There is a certain optimism required to garden in the desert, the elements constantly reminding one of her place in the natural world; more Pestulance than Designer of History. But there is a daily renewal born with the sun and comfort in the quiet promises of a budding vine. And sometimes, on days like today, the renewal and comfort are a gentle salve when life stings a little.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
The means to gain happiness is to throw out from oneself like a spider in all directions an adhesive web of love, and to catch in it all that comes.