Published by

Sierra V. Fedorko

second poem in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves.

Hey. . .

You don’t have to hold your bretath anymore. Our feelings about this fall and this year can be complicated. All of us and our worst what ifs can’t stop the spring.

I’m Sierra

Welcome to my cottage garden in the foothills of California! I’m a poet, gardener, and sunflower enthusiast. Here you’ll find personal prose + poetry celebrating the beauty of a little life, the inspirational and dynamic turn of seasons both in creation and in soul, and the triumphant hope of Christ. If you’re looking for somewhere quiet, this is just the place for you.♥️