the nursery had been vacant for several years…
hooped openings like big hungry mouths
or were they simply yawning from the boredom of unemployment….
i pass by it often and wonder or ponder
the possibilities and potential of it all…
today others had taken action into their own hands (or hooves)
and the sheds were full again!
wandering and exploring the seams between the weed cloth
where grass was pressing its way to freedom,
standing in the warmth of the translucent roofings,
trampling the fencing designed to gently keep plants in line – not bovine out…
watching me as i too wandered into new spaces.
none of us lost,
even if, perhaps, we have caused some consternation to the neighbors.