Wisteria, wisteria. how peacefully you flowed. You danced a beautiful dance, winging up the sides of the walls like satin. I soaked in
your brightness and brilliance. Our dance was one of newness and beginning, a birthing so to speak. Individuals who have gazed upon your sight love your flirting with Whispering
Pine. Oh, what a love affair the two of you are having. I will be curious what others will say about your relationship. Tomorrow Peach Linen will join you. I know you are all matches made in heaven and cannot wait to show what you will reveal to me tomorrow.