"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
late georgia summer
Summer clings tight to the land,
Humidity hangs heavy.
Colors rich and vibrant.
Lushness fills the air.
The permeating buzz of insect song does battle with the song of power tools...
The insects win.