I go inside when I need to think, grow, or face the truth about me. One of the many things I love about aging is that I have nowhere to go, but inside of me, for the answers, I’m looking for, I don’t see many people I can really talk to. I am looking for.

I think this is why I try to do the same things to the flowers, and I want to go deep inside them and capture their hearts and soul. I’m leaving you with these two flower photos and saying good night.

Tomorrow, I return to my regular work at the Mansion; Maria and I go to Bishop Gibbons on Friday. Life is what you make of it; I love mine.