" ... she experienced each year this lifting of the spirits as August slipped away, off the calendar, and one could stop pretending that...

" If I were a perfect person, I would be bowing continually. I'm not, though I pause whenever I feel this holiness. Which is why I'm so...

" She stared. Such beauty; and she there to see it. Such beauty; and she alive to feel it. ...How beautiful, how beautiful...to have been...

Hello there, how are you? I hope with the arrival of the blossoms, bees and sunshine you are doing well. My goodness, has it been over a...

" I don't ever crave extraordinary moments anymore. Just small, gentle hums of beauty streaming from below, above, and beyond simply from...