Hi, Antonio! I bet you´ve got your garden full of these master-pieces called orchids. I have absolutely nothing to show you from mine, I can tell you! A beautiful picture, Antonio. I send off eight orchids to the score-board.
"Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to be fully happy about the cities and towns that man carries like a crippling weight upon his back."
- Gwyn Thomas
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling, like dew, upon a thought produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think and smile.
Art is everywhere, except it has to pass through a creative mind.