tendrils and taproots

The change in the air is the first thing I notice. The humidity drops and it is cool in the shade now. Then the sky shifts it's blue and...

Since we've moved here we have seen birds and bugs and fireflies, a garden snake in the asparagus, a luna moth in the middle of the fiel...

In order to leave a place with any kind of peace my heart must slowly pull away long before the leave taking happens. I look around the room...

Having a sudden pang. Of sadness, regret, the ache that comes with growing up and growing out. We have made a home here. And now we leave it...

There are lists and piles and boxes to pack and sort and stack and move. And then there is this. Eyelash flutters and the softest of breaths...

One is a firecracker  The other a firefly And I I will dim into darkness Until I learn How to balance Their light With mine  ...

I wait until dinner. So I can blame it on the onions.