What we wish for ultimately… is the dream… that becomes the reality… Our passion plays out… Our desires come to life… Our wishes… the sparks that set the mind to wandering… When we settle in to it… this is the magic of us… this time this part of each year brings out the wonder… When all is said… when all is done… what matters most is the gift we are… what I wish for mostly is that we get to share some of that magic…

Beauty is in the bee holder… beauty is what one can glimpse and another can hold… beauty is fleeting on face value and forever in ones heart… Beauty is an attraction left barren… Beauty is a sacred trust for good thoughts glow from the inside out casting delight in all directions… Beauty is a charm that graces the most deserving of us… Beauty is below the skin in words… in actions… in the depth of a person… In beauty rests the passion of another’s imagination… In beauty rests the beast… the desire that burns in us all…