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When I visit my best friend's house, I park next to the perennial border that lines her driveway.

Taking a walk is always a breathtaking experience at this time of year. Witness the cobalt blue flowers nearly covering a ceanothus, or a stand of Dicentra formosa, with pink, bell-shaped flowers backlit in the spring sunlight. These are just two of our local native plants. Everywhere you look, nature is beginning the season fresh with anticipation and promise.

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.”