Frost outlines a leaf fallen like a letter from summer.
“Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk is a miracle. Somewhere, always, a rose is opening its petals to the dawn. Somewhere, always, a flower is fading in the dusk.” Beverly Nichols Left Behind by Elece Hollis I love to find the spaces where the flowers bloom and grow, Places where once frame houses […]
Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning. Psalm 30:5 A garden plot’s a healing spot. I know the feel of sod Was my mother’s way to say, “I’ve touched a bit of God.” June Masters Bacher As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is […]