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Prayers in the Bittersweet
The August Garden, 2023 The postscript of summer is heavy and sweet, laden with life but the vestiges hang brittle where bloom had once been so big, so soft. We feel the awkwardness of the in-between where days are warm and hot but it feels almost as if the garden is as anxious as us… Continue reading
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Love Letter to High Summer
High summer when the clouds brush against the sky, hang heavy in the air, when the lone hollyhock bends low, when you have to duck beneath the sunflowers just to get by. High summer when the garden stones are still warm, and the roses bloom when they can, and blackberries scent your evening walk. High… Continue reading
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Motherhood Is Like July & August
The July Garden, 2023 In the same month, the sunflowers began blooming and the “firework” flower showed its face, we also had a rattlesnake slithering near our front door and another one coiled and rattling loudly in the flowerbed. While Heidi’s rose grows tall in a way it never has before (it’s like it knows… Continue reading
