'twas a prism of my convictions
"My work is a self-portrait of my mind,
a prism of my convictions."
~ Fernando Botero ~
This morning I noticed a prism reflecting on a single rose which has had a place of honor this past week. Little did we know what was intended as a "Valentine Rose" became a "Funeral Rose" for one of our dearest friends who passed away unexpectedly. We had our first experience with a *zoom* funeral on-line, as the ceremony took place in another state and the family wanted relatives in Europe to be able to view the service and burial. Once again, it was another surreal experience and very emotional, to say the least.
'twas a prism of my convictions
"My work is a self-portrait of my mind,
a prism of my convictions."
~ Fernando Botero ~
This morning I noticed a prism reflecting on a single rose which has had a place of honor this past week. Little did we know what was intended as a "Valentine Rose" became a "Funeral Rose" for one of our dearest friends who passed away unexpectedly. We had our first experience with a *zoom* funeral on-line, as the ceremony took place in another state and the family wanted relatives in Europe to be able to view the service and burial. Once again, it was another surreal experience and very emotional, to say the least.