I could not stop the squeal of delight that escaped my soul. I adore daffodils.  I stood perfectly still for the longest time, staring at...

Unexpected discovery. Humbling, yes, but also funny.  It’s creative.  Who knew this cottage would be so perfect for helping people. . .

A beautiful mess?  That is an oxymoron of my hyper organized personality. My brain wants to believe messes mean one thing. .

I have never seen anything like it.  I cannot reproduce it.  I have no idea why it happens here.  But it does.