August 27, 2015 § 4 Comments

In the garden in our house just north of the city,
the bushes we planted when we first moved here eight years ago
have sprouted and grown and spread.
It’s a messy, weedy, often untended garden.
But it’s true to our dream:
a garden of plants almost exclusively native to our area.

As spring slowly approaches, it fills me with delight.


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