
Ode to Late Spring
here’s to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap and to your (in my arms flowering so new) self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain -e.e. cummings It’s still technically spring. The first day of...
here’s to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap and to your (in my arms flowering so new) self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain -e.e. cummings It’s still technically spring. The first day of...
With the changing leaves comes changing light. We’re shifting from summer blooms and an abundance of flora to the essential sleep and quiet of winter dormancy. This is true of our trees, plants, and flowers as they hibernate and do...