The Radical Simplicity of Looking Up

What Falls from the Sky

It's nearly time. Even two weeks ago, standing thigh-deep in snow beside the bush, I could see that the buds had begun to swell large, and so it won't be long until I lop off some of the bush's waywardness and then arrange the bare branches in a vase of water.  I will begin watching… Continue reading The Radical Simplicity of Looking Up