How lovely to see you again today, Ted! :)) Hope you are well and burgeoning. This beauty reminds me of lines from a poem that was in my heart and mind last week by Imtiaz Dharker, entitled "What the palm-reader said then":
"But was it you? Could that have been you I saw
the other day standing in the middle
of the crowd as if you were listening to a river
... and people walking round you like fatelines
falling away from an open hand?"
... methinks I sense a new Niagara's edge appearing somewhere in the Bossis-osphere! Rich and fecund as per u... xxxx