Every empty cup has its fill. The last puzzle piece will be found. There is fulfillment.

At 10,000 feet it’s 23 degrees. At 2,300 feet it’s -17 degrees. The temperature is not solely tied to elevation.

Weights tip the scale back and forth from now vs later. Is it a good trade? Are you giving up too much?

Under their care a cactus becomes shriveled. Woe if that care extends to an orchid. First, to be faithful with little.

Coincidence collides with concern. Was this all a mistake? Was this all happenstance?