"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet."
-Plato
Nature at its best. My son is in Kalamazoo at the moment, studying as a pilot. I guess this is the weather he is having. It's going to be 85DegF here today.
"What other reason could there be to get up in the morning except to set ourselves free."
If my comment on your work ever seems to criticise, it does not. It is always so that we may learn together.