
Do you remember this? It was one of the triumphs of my life. Who would have ever thought that I would make my daughter's wedding cake? Simple pleasures.
Seedlings - tiny, tender, pushing up through hard soil, forming to embrace glorious light with verdant leaves, reaching deep to a firm foundation to soak in rich nourishment. Thoughts in one's mind seek fertile soil, hoping to sprout into seedlings with potential to make a difference, to bear fruit, or at least to provide shade from summer sun.