I spent the afternoon on one fine Sunday potting and repotting plants and fruits and vegetables in my courtyard. Then at night I went outside, lit some candles, sat in my comfortable chair, listened to music, had several beers and Bourbons—and enjoyed looking at my new tomato plants by candlelight. Two things made me want to capture this tableau: One, it's pretty; I love the way the candlelight softly illuminates that one tomato plant and throws its shadow against the wall. Two, this tableau gets me to thinking about the incredibly magical details of our lives, the truly sacred moments that we come to take for granted. Think about this: At one point in time none of these things—the table; the candleholders; the candles; the pots for the plants; the house; me—none of these things existed. I did not used to be on this planet. And then I was born. Our house here did not exist…there was only woods where our house sits now. Our home was built and came into being. Th