Had you ever just had to have, wanted to have, something in your garden that–against all collective global gardening knowledge and wisdom–doesn’t grow where you garden?

Robert Capon on creation: So they all pitched in, and after supper that night, the Son and the Holy Spirit put on this tremendous show of being for the Father. It was full of water and light and frogs; pine cones kept dropping all over the place and crazy fish swam around in the wine glasses.

On wandering into the woods of the imagination as bonafide experience. Daydreaming is a lost art of contemplation.