
Purple Owl’s-Clover, Desert Poppies, and Western Honeybee On Sutherland Trail — Image by kenne
“I dream of a quiet man
who explains nothing and defends
nothing, but only knows
where the rarest wildflowers
are blooming, and who goes,
and finds that he is smiling
not by his own will.”








Thank you, Kenne, for the beautiful wild flower and the wise poem/quote!
Joanna
I love the line, ‘he is smiling not by his own will.’ Some experiences generate smiles with which we may not be unaware, however we do feel inside.