chirps, moans, whistles
I open my mouth and a sound comes out
Saturday, December 20, 2008
what I noticed in the garden
brown, unpretentious
dirt just laying there to be stepped on
(or built on, or covered over with asphalt)
has magically lifted itself into green heights
of cantaloupe, collard, catalpa, corn
(without taking noticeable decrease)
1 comment:
farmlady
said...
I love "brown, unpretentious dirt".
December 22, 2008 at 3:39 PM
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I love "brown, unpretentious dirt".
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