learning to see again with New England eyes; perched like a bird on a bare branch, empty milkweed seedpod
lovely.
Why is it I love my memories of milkweed?
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March 19, 2013 at 1:17 am
lovely.
March 21, 2013 at 11:49 pm
Why is it I love my memories of milkweed?