How intricate this web I've fallen into. Most amusing, most confusing; that I find myself is such a wonderful place. Had I the vigor, I'd add this to my garden; if only by a thought. The sweet dew that drips from this place, captured only by the brave, and the brave with a Lens. So rich is the scent of youth in your garden, that I'd too, wish to keep. Yet to disturb such a quiet slumber, would be most distasteful. So I here end my notes, and continue toward the making; of my Perfect Garden; where all are welcomed.