Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt—marvelous error!— that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures." Antonio Machado This is a wasp nest, but I love the poem!
Nature's Fractals Mountain mahogany seeds waiting to fly to their new home ~ just like every one of our thoughts enter into the world and lie waiting to be born. Think thoughts as beautiful as mahogany seeds.