There's a moment when time seems to freeze and you're only aware of colors and shapes, feelings and impressions. Somewhere inside is a rational part working and thinking, responding to the world around you coherently. You may come back to reality and remember only bits and flashes of that joyous moment, but it lasts with you forever.

I've had numerous "moments" these past two days. Yesterday especially. For at least two hours in the morning I was working on my roses. The weather was perfect, not too hot or cold with a breeze that only ruffled one's hair into whisps. I sawed and pruned the dead branches from my rose bushes, getting my knees dirty and back sweaty. My arms are all scratched and pricked--I love it!!!