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This is a bloom from the final peony I bought on my grand adventure last summer – the Bartzella! A delight for the eyes on the eve of my sixteenth wedding anniversary.
Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul to another.
George Eliot
Happy Anniversary – I love you, Buddy!
There is in each of us so much goodness that if we could see its glow, it would light the world.
Sam Friend
In nature everything is distinct, yet nothing defined into absolute independent singleness.
William Wordsworth – Guide to the Lakes
A propensity to hope and joy is real riches:
One to fear and sorrow, real poverty.
David Hume
Words create sentences; sentences create paragraphs; sometimes paragraphs quicken and begin to breathe. Imagine if you like, Frankenstein’s monster on its slab. Here comes lightening, not from the sky but from a humble paragraph of English words. Maybe it’s the first really good paragraph you wrote, something so fragile and yet full of possibility that you are frightened. You feel as Victor Frankenstein must have when the dead conglomeration of sewn-together spare parts suddenly opened its watery yellow eyes. Oh my God, it’s breathing, you realize. Maybe it’s even thinking. What in hell’s name do I do next?
Stephen King
