fruits of labor
It’s that time of year again. Most of the figs are ripe (my biggest haul so far) from the 4 yr. old. And i’ve managed to keep the orchid, that i bought from Trader Joe’s, alive and into its’ second bloom.
Beach sand art
I am not sure where this was taken, it is somewhere on the Oregon Coast. It instantly reminded me of the ones in Bandon
Grace
Morgan Harper Nichols 29 July 2020 I hesitated to share this because my first thought I was, “I normally share in series. There’s not enough here.” And then, I thought to myself: is that not exactly what this poem is about? Maybe I don’t always have to do “more.” I don’t question the speed of