Life Is Always Bringing Unexpected

One Thing Is Certain, And I Have Always Known It - The Joys Of My Life Have Nothing To Do With Age. They Do Not Change. Flowers, The Morning And Evening Light, Music, Poetry, Silence, The Goldfinches Darting About

True Gardeners Cannot Bear A Glove Between The Sure Touch And The Tender Root.

The Gift Turned Inward, Unable To Be Given, Becomes A Heavy Burden, Even Sometimes A Kind Of Poison. It Is As Though The Flow Of Life Were Backed Up.

One Must Think Like A Hero To Behave Like A Merely Decent Human Being.

When I Am Working I Immediately Feel Hopeful.