Planting a garden on my porch will always be one of the best decisions of my 20s. It has led to such profound reawakening of joy, hope, and anticipation. God has shown me such love + treasure through the small garden I began a few years ago. As my porch garden expanded so did the whole of my heart and soul. Life escapes where we cannot imagine it ever will.
And, for now, this poem is the best I can do to describe it.
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I am a Storytelling Poet bringing you beautiful tales of life as a woman, gardener & mother. I share personal prose often examining time and the poignant moments found in the day-to-day. Sour wild grapes, sentimentality, homemade Iced Earl Grey Lattes (the kind with brown sugar), sand, Thanksgiving, strong coffee, chickens, going barefoot, and fresh-born baby goats are a few of my favorite things in this life! So welcome to the blog and all the stories that bring us closer together if only we tell them.
-S.V.F.
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Sierra V. Fedorko 