Garden Tips
In the dead of winter
read seed catalogs, poems for the
garden
At the first sign of spring
Till the soil with warm
intentions
singing slug songs as
you dance in the beds
Listen for the seeds calling
Your name
Select them remembering to find
The stray plant, the one no one takes
Take it
Nurture it
Love it
Plant under the fullness of the
Milk moon
Abundance awaits
1 comment:
Dave really loved this and so did I but he is the big gardener. "Milk moon" was a wonderful phrase. XXOO
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