"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Friday, April 22, 2011
Lavender
When lavender blooms, I think of my grandmother Dear, who made me embroidered pillowcases and gave me sachets. As a child, I didn't care.
Now I do, but like so many people I value now but didn't then, she is long gone.
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