A weed is but an unloved flower

I saw this quote this morning and I fell in love with it.

A weed is but an unloved flower.--Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Through actively loving one another we nurture the richness of everyone's fuller expression. With no more than a nod of attention we can elicit a smile or perhaps a commitment to attempt again a challenge that defeated us earlier. None of us shines as brightly, moves as swiftly, or succeeds as easily as when someone special is rooting in our corner.We each need someone special, and let's not forget that we are someone special to another who is walking our path. The loneliness of a day is diminished when we feel the love of someone near or far. The dread of any task is lessened when we bask in the knowledge that we are special to someone. Like roses, we bloom while under the gaze of loving eyes.
Let's remember to nurture the rose within the friends and strangers who are walking our way today.

by Karen Casey

Starting somewhere - Anywhere

I have never blogged before, so rather than staring at an empty blog, I will just start out slow.



I have a wonderful life. I am happily married and childless by choice. I have owned and operated my sign shop for sixteen years in a little resort town on a huge lake. I have wonderful friends and I am very active in my community.



Lately, I have rediscovered my love of art! I have been on the board of my local arts council for three years and really love it. I was just enjoyig the arts for what it is. Last July, I discovered WetCanvas. Since that time, I have been painting every weekend without fail. I am finding such pure joy in the process! I haven't painted in 30 years. I was all about art when I was young, then life took the front seat. Now, at 51 years of age, I can't imagine that I could ever stop again.



I imagine that I'll be posting some of my art on this blog, to share my joy. Well, that's if I actually figure out how.