The fog is in, but I went out and watered all the plants outside, feeling they, too, were asking to be cleansed. It is summer and a time to be alert and awake. The fruit is full on the trees. Each time I go outside, I feast on plums.
St. Augustine said, "My love is my weight. Because of it I move."
I like that I move with, through, and because of love. Happy Saturday to YOU!