In July everybody you telephone is somewhere else - either on the beach or on vacation, and half the time you're somewhere else too.

January is the month for dreaming.

When you plant early, you bring spring early.

In July everybody you telephone is somewhere else - either on the beach or on vacation, and half the time you're somewhere else too.

June is the gateway to summer.

In March winter is holding back and spring is pulling forward. Something holds and something pulls inside of us too.

A flower is a daisy chain, a graduation, a valentine; a flower is New Year's Eve and an orchid in your hair; a flower is a single geranium blooming in a tin can on a murky city fire-escape; an acre of roses at the Botanical Gardens; and the first gold crocus of spring! ... a flower is a birth, a wedding, a leaving of this life.