Don’t Be Surprised

I have always been drawn to vined plants. How beautiful that they start out as they adorable tendrils. Reaching. Curling. Discovering. Conquering. Rhizomes do this too. Growing and stretching to cover a space. Only, they press through the dark dirt before shooting to the skies instead of taking to the open air. Here’s a piece … Continue reading Don’t Be Surprised

17

A while back, my mom, pointed out that many of the “woke community” are stuck on the number 17. I thought it was odd. I had never had any love for the number before. So, why was ot now the number that came to mind each time I went to exaggerate or enumerate. “There are … Continue reading 17