the blessings of white picket fences

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Let us be grateful to people who make us happy,
they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom
.
— Marcel Proust

I am enjoying the blessings of white picket fences, pink clematis, and red rugusa roses — and those who house and care for them. And me.

My formula for living is quite simple.
I get up in the morning and I go to bed at night.
In between, I occupy myself as best I can.

— Cary Grant

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On the other hand,

Every passing minute
is another chance
to turn it all around.

— From Vanilla Sky