Fog lifts. Dawn comes. Storms lead the way to spring.
One day, you’ll see the dust.
And it’s no small thing to be able to do the little things again.
Hi!
I’m Sierra
Welcome to my cottage garden in the foothills of California! I’m a poet, gardener, and sunflower enthusiast. Follow for personal poetry and prose rooted in my Christian faith and inspired by the turn of seasons both out of doors and in the soul. Find me on Substack – Poems & Intervals.♥️
Sierra V. Fedorko 
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