“The early bees are assaulting and fumbling the flowers:
They call it ‘easing the Spring.’ “
– Henry Reed
“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown,
for going out, I found, was really going in.” John Muir

“Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.” — Robert Browning
Happy 100th year of Mother’s Day!
“Because I feel that, in the Heavens above
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love
None so devotional as that of ‘Mother’”
—Edgar Allen Poe

“Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?”
Frida Kahlo
Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out-values all the utilities of the world.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him. ~Auguste Rodin
“I hear the wind among the trees
Playing the celestial symphonies;
I see the branches downward bent,
Like keys of some great instrument.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“Life dealt me primrose beauty when it led me into the garden of you.
You are the tippy to my toes, the crick in my neck and my lips are in throes.
Words I must convey and say on this very special day…
you are loved…til the curtain closes on life’s play.” ~ tonia
















