I dove right in to the challenge the house and those gardens presented. And the love of it all spread and thrived inside me.
"May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most dazzling view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds." – Edward Abbey
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Sometimes I wish I could go to sleep for the winter…dig down deep into the earth and wake up to new warmth and light.
so walk a little faster, come into the light, let’s see what stuff
you’re made of…
so I go on discarding… these reminders, taking back the space… I need to reclaim,
making room again… for what’s to come.
So I have only recently come to grasp that moving forward… means I have to stop looking back so often toward the ground.
then comes the wind, dry and dusty, carrying my thoughts, like grains of sand, to points unknown…
Animals always help fulfill some need or purpose in our lives. What intangibles they give to us and that we give to them, is a bit of a mystery.