white bird
flickers through tree branches,
landing low,
behind rusted fence
onto the unseen river
Day 11
11 Saturday Apr 2015
11 Saturday Apr 2015
Daily Discussions of craft and the writing life
Cultivating compassion for all creatures great and small
Advancing the science of gardening and other stuff since 2009
At the Intersection of Art and Spirituality
Observe. Tend. Awaken.
Observe. Tend. Awaken.
The biography of a tiny forest
Starting a new job in Chicago
Advancing Analytics in Children's Hospitals
A helpful guide through analytics and data for health care
Where there’s Poverty, Passing … and Poetry, there be Truth
Poetry and Stories by Zach Jackson
Word-Experimentalist
Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
Garden Design, Gardening and Interior Decorating information, how-to, and ideas
Public Health Matters
Beautiful.
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Thank you so much!
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I can see this so vividly, and it suggests so much of both the beauty and not-beauty of life. Wonderful use of very few words.
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Thanks! It was just a moment —
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