i live astride a great steaming pot of wild.
savoring a few sweet hours of solitude,
caring for the soul.
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| sidewalks lined with oxalis and mandarin, food everywhere |
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| houses look like this. |
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| shortcuts to more citrus |
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| on their way out |
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| i'm so very lucky to have caught a lot of my favorite flower friends for their short visits! divine. so in love. |
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| things are changing around here! |
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| violet portrait. pure love. |
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| be still my beating heart, these gorgeous ladies!! |
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| can it be daffodil season already? |
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| soaking it in, taking my time. my senses filled with birdsong and fresh air. |
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| the way home |
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| around the creek |
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| wild jungle of self love. i was seven when i was first bit by nettle. haven't been the same since. :) |
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| stoked about these neighbors. |
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| dreamy sidewalks |
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| witches' grocery sack. |
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| *regularly poses with large fungi* can i have your autograph??? |
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| ...suspicious... |
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| creek growth |
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| perfectly dressed loves! |
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| tea for strength, courage, and love! |
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| perfect pot for my poisonous mushroom dye potions!!! (cackles--- hee hee heeee!) |
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| ahhhh, worth every sting. feeling so good and strong in myself. a true love potion. |
seeing the bird song
feeling it in my cells and bones
and soul.
i must be very simple to get elation from such simple things.
polly c. xo
Love that spring walk. So many goodies. Sunburst lane is calling my name. I really want citrus trees.
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