Hmmm, well it would be nice to be that little piece of drfotwiod but it would take courage to leave the shore never knowing where one was to land...another wonderful beach, someones garden or the dreaded camp fire.The little piece of drfotwiod doesn't need to have courage because it doesn't have choice. We live with hope that all will be well but in reality things will be just as they are. I guess we do need to be open to new adventures and ideas. We need to have hope and faith that we will land on a beautiful sandy beach and not become someones camp fire.... and yet.. think how much warmth and happiness that campfire gives to others. L
Love, love, love your flower pic- It relaly sounds like you're on a spiritual journey Michele (sorry, sounds corny)-your heightened creativity, love of nature, photography, all that compliments your creativity for cooking in general! You're growing in ways you probably didn't expect! Did you also know that in many cultures flowers have a spiritual meaning? ie: not just pretty' or nature'? They are the purest form of beauty in so many ways. Your dad sounds like my Mom.. to this day I get teary when I think of her garden and my most favourite memory of her picking huge, luscious peonies from her garden to adorn my office table-a little reminder' of her since I had to work on my b'day.. those are memories we never ever forget and link us to those we love your Mom was one lucky woman!