all I am and hope to be

All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother.
--Abraham Lincoln

I thought of my mom when I took this shot. She has said that her favorite shot of mine is a close-up of one of these little hearts against a black background. They look like bleeding hearts, but actually they're called Squirrel Corn (which doesn't sound nearly as pretty). If you look back at my post on Dutchman's Breeches a few days ago, you'll notice that the two plants are very closely related.

Today is my mom's birthday -- and she truly is my angel. There aren't words to say or poems to quote or songs to sing that could possibly express how wonderful a person she is -- and what her love and example have meant to me. She is the strongest, kindest, most generous and gracious person I've ever known. Happy birthday, Mom! I love you! Hope you have a great day!