A thought that came as I was deep in thought over someone I thought a lot of for many years.
A single blossom exists
amid only desolation. How then could anyone think
they have the right for it as theirs. Better to leave it for all
and just keep the memory yours.
As Ansel Adams proclaimed: most of my best pictures are archived in my head. So too the impact of this image and all that it conjured up then, and most likely now, for you. Our male gender could take a lesson from this and remember it often as we exercise our sometimes out of control testosterone influence. Women should not be possessions or trophies. If they are not deserving of your respect, willingness to let fly as they wish, and trustworthy without the legal contracts today that serve as marriage licenses, then they probably, like the flower that one passes by, not for you.
Second wife. A saint. We were walking down the street in Hollywood, California. I stopped and picked a beautiful flower from a bush in someone's yard and thought I'd done good when I presented it to her. She refused the flower saying it wasn't mine to give her. After my pout I understood that she was right, as she was about so many many things.
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*Budd* as free is your wisdom
Lady Vivian
Lovely a single blossom to a beautiful memory for keepsake.
Lady Mary Ann
Anna
Love ya!
Jane
As soon as we claim it, it loses already a piece of it's beauty.
A wonderful little pearl my friend with a lot of wisdom in it
To allow something so beautiful for others
to enjoy.
Simplicity can say so much in so few words,
yet convey the meaning so clearly
Wonderful Budd
Love and Light
Lily