This is a piece one of my grown girls
sent me. I do love it. She has always
had a way with words on paper and
a connection to nature. She’s the one
that taped leaves to her walls and picked
up every stray stick. She can make weeds
from the side of the road look elegant in a
jelly jar of water. I do love that she wrote it
on a scrap of paper:
Withered earth
snow mounds
weather report
wet roads
waiting for spring
hoping for green
plant some seeds
dill parsley& mint
Nice