Neither a seaworthy vessel

 nor a road-worthy vessel.  But there is a history waiting to be written.  What treasures you find in small downtowns if you be on foot.   Thanks, Benicia.  

If a dahlia wore red earrings...

 So the novel begins and it wasn't even a stormy night.  

The wonders of paint

Never, never have I thought a seahorse would thrive on a wooden bench in an ocean-side cafe.  Well, the wonders of paint.  The gift of seeing.  Yes, she's the only seahorse in the cafe.  I checked!  

Come closer

The dahlia wishes to share her backstory with you.  Listen...

A pen always knows

 

how to reach the center of a line even when the subject is a circle.  Or a dahlia.  

Two sides of a coin

 stillness & reflection

and action.  In this case, flight in the making.

Indeed, egrets among the most elegant of all sentients.

  

A burst of joy

 in the unexpected, ordinary.