and
in neighbor’s gardens may
trumpet Spring’s arrival
but true Northwesterners know
one must seek out
native
to discover
if
Spring
has truly arrived !
and
in neighbor’s gardens may
trumpet Spring’s arrival
but true Northwesterners know
one must seek out
native
to discover
if
Spring
has truly arrived !
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These photos and words are so life-affirming, Loren!
Several months after a friend of mine committed suicide on his 50th birthday, I had a split-second dream in which I saw daffodils in the sun. As I woke up, I laughed out loud, remembering him saying to me when I looked at him oddly when we were in our 20s, “You know, you’re a little daffy yourself.” I was so relieved that he had seen me clearly. The dream told me that I had come to a turning point in my grief. I could laugh again. It seemed that he had sent me a reminder of our daffiness, our humanity.
THE RETURN OF LAUGHTER
The true end of war is the rebirth of life;
the right to die peacefully in your own bed.
The true end of war is the end of fear;
the true end of war is the return of laughter.
(Alfred Molano)
Luscious photos!