Yearly pilgrimage

 

S.F. Dahlia Garden with my friend Kim.  A yearly pilgrimage.  I'm thinking how friendship is fractal.  Beautiful.  Simple & complex.  And always, always, in the moment.  

Consider

what the simple lets in.  What the simple lets out.  Breath.  

Eucalyptus celebrating morning sun

Yes, this is eucalyptus bathed in morning sun.  What a glow. Or perhaps it's the buzz of insects unseen but present.  Does it matter?  What does matter?  Simple seeing.  Simple cooking.  Simple writing.  Simple, yes.