What is it about plant blindness? What do you notice? Weeds and trees leaves and flowers?
I see color, form and substance. Plants in my suburban garden feed us and the angora rabbits. Plants color the wool that I spin.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
How did I get so old and beat up?
Why do my adult once children live so far away?
I remember the day each was born and now they have lives that seem as distant from mine as the evening stars.
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