Flowers. I want to see them again.
Seeds: Sweet peas, Cornflowers, Calendula. The moon heading toward progressed moon.
The last 27 years.
If everything has been stolen from you?
Someone once said to me, “can the thief steal the moon at the window?”
Try and love flowers. The ones you knew, the ones you planted.
This year a pumpkin. This year, Thanksgiving. This year Christmas.