Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life. ~Brian Andreas
Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. ~Mary Jean Iron
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it. ~Goethl
Today Chris and Nate did some watercolor painting. They're very consistent---Nate always paints splotches, lines and squiggles, and Chris always fills in every last bit of white on the paper. Both are works of art in my eyes.