Category: Grow
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Bloom for real
I planted silk flowers in my garden in my quest for beauty. They don’t fool anyone for long. They look garish and cheap even when the sun shines. When I make a show and water their plastic roots with my polkadot watering can they are still dead. It’s not real beauty. Counterfeit beauty is an…
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Is there evidence?
Dappled light highlights the shapes made by the peeling bark on the crepe myrtle trees. I go for a closer look. I am enamored by the light, by the tree. Its cracking, its peeling. I’m in awe of the metamorphosis of such a large specimen. This is how it grows. Crepe myrtles shed last year’s…
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A tinge of sweet
It belongs – but it doesn’t. Wrong temperatures, wrong soil, incorrect amount of precipitation and yet… the pineapple seems to be quite happy here in Georgia soil. It’s wrong, but it is right. It’s unexpected, shocking, and sweet at the same time. Sometimes, well, perhaps, more than I would like, I find myself in the …
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Sown in the Unknown
Somehow, someway, something grew. I don’t remember planting, watering or fertilizing the fruit I am holding. At some point something found good soil, put down roots, grew green shoots, blossomed and now I have fruit. I am astounded to be holding fruit. When did this germinate? I trace back the origin of the gift of…
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Veil of fog
Fog. Thick, real. Joy and hope play a game of hide and seek I did not ask to participate in. The future holds question marks – so many unknowns… The fog clouds vision, tangles emotion, and I just want to hibernate. The swath of clouds hangs over every area of life and I wonder if this…
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See the miracles
The sun shines on my back while the moon’s glow lights up my face. It is still daytime but the moon arrived early. I love it when the moon appears in the sky at the same time as the sun. It’s two miracles at once. The sun to grow life. the moon to light up…
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Lies cannot sustain.
Lethargy is in her veins. She is slow to feel, slow to dream, slow to fight. She feels unsure in every space, unsure if she wants to be seen or if she wants to be in the shadows. She delays decisions until they are made for her. Blooming is left to others with more beauty…
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Hush, fear of failure, hush.
My friend invited me to go on a hike on New Year’s Day. I informed her I was not in shape for a hike that she would take and she informed me that she was going for a run on her own prior to the hike. In other words, the hike was her cool down…
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Bravery is not a guarantee
Bravery is not a guarantee. Bravery is not a trade for the outcome you desire. Bravery is just the next step you take. We don’t know what is around the corner but the next step must still be taken. It is an exercise in trust, but don’t forget – you’re in good hands. Bravery,…