In the stream of knowns showing nodes, bumps on the newest twigs sprouting, where the pruning hooks took off old seasons fruited branches.
I am an happy old man, my grand children, and my grandchildren, bridge the whole process of time, my time being the only time being experienced with the original cast rolling our wishes together for the time we are involved with shaping your future,
using magic, plain old know-how, tricks tied in bundles of kindness,
sorted and stacked for sharing, when the time is right.