Garden of Green Fables
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If I Wrote a Love Story…
If I wrote a love story, I’d start it on Mother’s Day. A garden would begin from a grocery cart and a broken heart. The daisies would be half-price. There would be hope. And it would take awhile. There would be no time for cliches. There’d be too much life, too much hard, too much… Continue reading
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Spring Is Never Late & My Second Ending
The April Garden 2023 Winter seemed as though it would last forever. I found myself feeling hints of dissapointment that our last day of frost was slated for late April! This time last year we had already planted the zinnias and sunflowers, the wildflowers. The oak trees had already been green for a bit. We… Continue reading
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Beautiful Things in the Quiet
Spring is a marvel. Over the last few years while living in the foothills I have watched spring burst, and I have slowly fallen for it. I realized about two springs ago I loved when the oak trees would burst into bright young green. It only lasts mere weeks (at most) and it’s taken me… Continue reading
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Hope Is a Gangly Thing (the garden, the bridge, the baby quilt🌼)
The March Garden // 2023 March is the month I just have to hold on. By this time the garden is still pretty ugly, although by the end of the month it gets to being gangly. Gangly is different than ugly. With gangly there are palpable ends of hope and awkward bursts of something though… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 