There are still nights when oceans blend.
There are still nights which kiss beauty.
There are still nights where rain airs radiance.
In our unfolded hands a diamond resolves.
There are still knights.
Frugal Queen is moving
8 years ago
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. Here's the thing - my husband has lost his job. I just don't know what to say here.
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