there's no place like home

Mar 16, 2008 15:10

I can smell spring and I am ready for it. I am thilled by the alchemy in my compost bin. Kitchen scraps rotting slowly into rich earth. I babysat the two year old next door and he wanted to look at all of the tender green shoots curling up in his yard. He pointed at them and said "growing!"and I grinned and agreed. Growing! Everything is growing ( Read more... )

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spreadsothin March 18 2008, 15:09:32 UTC
you live your life as poetry
thank you so much for spending time with me
it was so much fun

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