blossom song…

There’s a river of glad in these petals, deep veins of song, and I’m rich because of their music, how they swirl their poetry generous over my eyes till my spirit is humming along about how sweet the way of seasons, of sunshine and shadow, and their joy invites me lean in close and listen…

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once upon a winter….

  I’ve been walking around in the woods. A  lot. Just tramping across the land on trails because I can and my heart is calling me. My wintertime projects wonder what’s up with me, where I go each day and why I leave them unattended, especially since I prattled on all year about how much…

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