Since the Goal of Living is to Grow

We pranced through the gardens and petal sanctuaries of local Powell Riverites. We inhaled the honey sweet scent of the wisteria, tapped the water droplets off the leaves of the bleeding hearts, and stood in awe of the perfect lupins stretching to the sun.

Beauty is everywhere.

I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
~Emma Goldman~

The Earth laughs in flowers.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson~