No Partner In A Love Relationship... Should

Gardening Is A Madness, A Folly That Does Not Go Away With Age. Quite The Contrary.

It Takes A Long Time For Words To Become Thought.

Go Rich In Poverty. Go Rich In Poetry. This Nothingness Is Plentitude.

I Feel Happy To Be Keeping A Journal Again. I've Missed It, Missed Naming Things As They Appear, Missed The Half Hour When I Push All Duties Aside And Savor The Experience Of Being Alive In This Beautiful Place.

Gardening Gives One Back A Sense Of Proportion About Everything - Except Itself.