What a great thread. Dave O. I have experienced the same thing. I do not consider myself spiritually inclined in the common sense. I do not go haring after power places in the Earth nor do I follow mediums or gurus. Yet my dear friend and former vocal coach, who does all of those things and more, calls me the most spiritual person she has ever met.

I too am floored by the site of a tree decked out in her autumn foliage and half shrouded in the mist. I love to sit on my porch and watch the setting sunlight reflected from the trees on to the glass smooth river. Look at radiant joy on a child's face or the tears of anger when denied some pretty plaything. My life is full of daisies. And, Joerg, I leave them all in place and consider every one of them picked and cherished and, whenever possible, shared with my friends.

One last point: Is the Mudcat a daisy? Or can it be considered a daisy only if we read a beautiful post?