I tend to go off on tangents, my mind scattered in every direction, my emotions on a roller coaster that the theme parks would kill for. I really will try to go brick by brick ..on brick at a time.
Can't promise it will happen.
Flowers are one of natures wonder. The Tulip, a sensual and beautiful flower, arrives in spring, when the Mother is showing her greatness.. explosions of life everywhere you look, even in death.
I tend to see phallic symbols everywhere. Wonder what the head shrinkers would make of that.
From the beckoning of a open Lilly to the shaft of a closed tulip, I find meanings and messages..maybe they are only meant for me..but I think they are there for anyone with the eyes to see.