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Bedecked

Posted on May 13, 2020 by eteal

She comes to me with flowers in her hair… And seed pods, And hitch-hikers And Spanish needles intertwined With bits of mud…. She is a gardener! Certainly of my heart.

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Tillers of the Soil

Posted on March 15, 2020 by eteal

They come They come  Dancing through the meadow  Covered with seeds of possibilities, Spanish Needles, beggars ticks, Carolina Geraniums, And all the splurges, Purslane delicacies drape across silky fur, Goose grass also called cleavers And Chickweed And then they dig … Continue reading →

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Joy seeds

Posted on August 26, 2018 by eteal

The littlest bird Trilled To all who passed Her… But they were so often lost In thought or conversation, They could not see the seeds of Joy that fell from Her beak. Still She kept on singing. And the seeds … Continue reading →

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Reminder: love the whole world.

Posted on December 1, 2017 by eteal

Why are people always bragging that poodles don’t shed? When they’d bring the whole world inside instead…

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