Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance. Yoko Ono It’s a hot and humid afternoon. The birds are chirping and the bunnies are playing at the far corner of the property. There is aContinue reading ““The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.” William Blake”