Viola pansies,
planted on December 8th,
watered with my tears
Lifted our hearts through
winter days, bloomed throughout spring
to this final flare
~dkm 322/365
Curtis and the Ghost Bone
1 week ago
A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
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