Yesterday I had a rare visit from my friend and neighbor, the saint Ted Wallace, enjoying a walk with his young family around the block. His joy and light filled my heart and left the next morning a gift of the muse that has not graced me for many years. All glory and thanks to You Lord!

The scent near overpoweringly sweet
Might the source be more
Enjoy, the flower lasts but an instant
Yet new arises ever more
The almost unbearable preciousness and mystery of life