I pick flowers for Bill. Not just because I love him, but for him to use in his paintings. He likes to have the real thing around to look at in his studio. I was thinking this morning as I was walking Clover (our dog) along the Cardinal Greenway, that there's nobody I know who appreciates the beauty of nature the way Bill does. It also occured to me that he goes out to take pictures maybe two or three times a month. Bill makes it a point to be on the 8:05 bus to his studio, and he doesn't leave until after 9:00pm most nights. I, mean while, get to saunter along the trail and enjoy the scents, sounds, and sights of the beautiful place where we live. How fair is that?
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