the more i Look, the more i See. The three small beds in the B Garden are ready now. Some of the Plants that chose to grow there remain. This one, i spent a lot of time with. I smile, because i think of it as ART. How skewed that thought is. It is so beyond ART. Its Beingness....how long did it take to arrive at this present and perfect iteration?
the more i look, the more i See. The more i See, the more i Love. The more i Love, the more i Open. The more i Open, the more i See.
