Her tongue will not obey her heart, nor can
Her heart inform her tongue—the swan’s down feather,
That stands upon the swell at the full of tide
And neither way inclines. . . .
— Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
Shakespeare would have been happy for this juxtaposition, Ruth! Did I ever tell you this is my favorite of all flowers? I think it has something to do with mom and Alzheimer's....
Welcome. If you would like to say something, rest assured that I will respond in my self, even if I do not respond in word.