Summation.

"Flowers bequeath their fragrance to the hand that bestows"

A Personal Mantra, seems to stick with me and influences how I perceive things beforehand and looking back.

More than ever, I've realized this now.

Today would have been my Abuela, "Lita's" 90th Birthday. More of a Flower than most.

love and light*

These things relate, I feel. Trying to piece them together

transparencies, masks, applications,

expectations and assumptions. Identities.

Sometimes things come together and other times they

seem to d i s s i p a t e . . .

xo,

Lo