Joey had us over to enjoy her little blue farmhouse yesterday. They’ve strung a swing from their great big maple! I was desperately needing rest and found it in the dappled shade of their crab apple tree. I watched a blue jay and a gold finch rustle through the blossoms. Colorful feathers and the scent of lily of the valley and a glass of strawberry water and a friend who doesn’t mind talking with me of the souls of flowers. I left wondering if this kind of happiness is really allowed…can such beauty really be free? In the chaos of my searching for the eternal, I got a glimpse of the garden unfettered by time.20140430-092347.jpg

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