Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Rolling Summer Evenings

A timid leap into the world of blogging after so many years of resisting the urge to spill words onto the page like scattering saved flower seeds into a bare section of soil in the garden. What will sprout or flourish from the tiny seeds cast like bread upon the waters? Who will read my random reflections, as I process the death of my partner, garden on our half acre, and search for the passion or call that will guide my feet these next months?