It Must Have Been Love

We can complain because rose bushes have thorns,

or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses. —A. Lincoln

If you have only one smile in you, give it to the people you love.  

                                                                             — Maya Angelou

February is the shortest month of the year—the month of love, commemorating Presidents, honoring Black History, tracking the groundhog (Punxsutawney Phil didn't see his shadow—so look for an early spring.....and celebrating some of the most overlooked days of the year—

• Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk Day (11th)  • Get a Different Name Day (13th)

• Do a Grouch a Favor Day (16th)   • Random Acts of Kindness Day (17th)

          .........and of course— • Be Humble Day (22nd)

It Must Have Been Love

He heard it when he climbed a tree—

sliding down the branches, hugging the leaves,

tumbling to the ground in silence.

She tasted it when she bit into an apple—

juice dripping down her chin,

ripe with the sweetness of yesterday.

He saw it when he turned the corner—

running down the street,

a breath out of focus.

She smelled it when the wind whipped through her hair—

the salty ocean spray

flipping like a seal through her curls.

They reached out to touch it—
cunning and illusive—but caught in the act.
It must have been love.

Vessel #64—Once         Wood,   55" x 69" x 46"

Vessel #64—Once (Detail View)