The sun shows where my heart lies follows your every move * * * A nice walk yesterday morning; yard work in the afternoon. It’s soggy again. I’m growing hydroponic tomatoes without wanting to.
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(Click through a couple of times to get to larger images.) Birds quiet tend invisible nests blossoms lose their hold * * * “We treat them like decorative objects in our gardens and homes, arranging and positioning them to please our aesthetic sensibilities. However, plants are alive and aware, reacting at speeds too slow for [...]
(Do clink to get to a larger image, which is worth the effort, if I may humbly assert.) I adore your name, Narcissus poeticus, and how you fold back your petals as if you’re getting a drink of water or facing the wind. How you open yourself to the bee. The earliest mention of Poet’s [...]