Even as the grass dries and the flowers shrivel, fresh red blooms from the gladiola remind me that newness is always possible. It was another busy day today, followed by a zoned-out evening sitting by the open window and listening to the night move.
Even as the grass dries and the flowers shrivel, fresh red blooms from the gladiola remind me that newness is always possible. It was another busy day today, followed by a zoned-out evening sitting by the open window and listening to the night move.