Friendship … is born at the moment when one man says to another “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .
C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
We are taking photos in the rose garden and I’m captivated by a velvety pink petal resting on a nearby leaf. I shimmy my way in behind a bench, lean in and capture an image.
Friendship. Support. Vulnerability. That is what I see.
What do you see?