1. God
2. Crystal
3. Cassie taught me love and care of pets
4. Thinking of it, Chris was first, when he rescued Kitty on the road side and brought her home.
5. We bonded while Chris was away and she would walk all over me in bed and elicit tiny little cries, she was my cat, and that was almost thirty years ago, imagine
6. Planting – digging in the soil, tramping the dirt down, pulling weeds, watering, there’s a meditative quality to planting, though my mind wanders
7. Cassie taught me that too, though it was so many summers ago when Emily said let’s get in the car and we picked out flowers and I planted them in a little garden and took care of them, my first garden and except for a few summers here and there we’ve always tended one
8. Colors and flow
9. Light – especially in summer evenings
10. Stream of bird chatter
11. The prose poems of Franz Wright (here’s another)
You keep on reminding me
on what really matters for me too.
Bondings
I did’t probably catch the poem rightly
but
i enjoyed it:0)
Hi Garrett. Spent the day planting. And always find it therapeutic but exhausting. I love the multitude of colors and happiness, I think why can’t our season be longer here in the northeast? With love