Art by Rebecca J. Hartman
Astonishing how beautiful and profound your descriptions are of a fleeting moment.
Pure poetry.
Sorry you didn’t gather that Cherokee Purple into your apron before the little one took notice-and dinner
“ …like garden treasures into an apron…” or sea shells into a wicker basket, gather gifts in this wild and precious life-and tell about them.
never too late to cherish those moments. and it’s also okay that they slip away often without us even noticing. 🌿
Astonishing how beautiful and profound your descriptions are of a fleeting moment.
Pure poetry.
Sorry you didn’t gather that Cherokee Purple into your apron before the little one took notice-and dinner
“ …like garden treasures into an apron…” or sea shells into a wicker basket, gather gifts in this wild and precious life-and tell about them.
never too late to cherish those moments. and it’s also okay that they slip away often without us even noticing. 🌿