“It is evening. The moon is small, and new. There are stars, and a stream's sound, and I can hear the wings of insects, in the dark. I think what gifts we are given, such gifts--every day.” — Susan Fletcher Copy Share Image
“May you have warm words on a cool evening, a full moon on a dark night, and a smooth road all the way to your door.” — P.B. Kerr Copy Share Image
