Clare
@clare6.bsky.social
Bereaved mom, Long QT-2, teacher, putterer, gin drinker, poetry reader.
"In the deep fall/ don't you imagine the leaves think how/ comfortable it will be to touch/ the earth instead of the/ nothingness of air and the endless/ freshets of wind?" ~ Song for Autumn. Mary Oliver
November 22, 2024 at 8:33 PM
"In the deep fall/ don't you imagine the leaves think how/ comfortable it will be to touch/ the earth instead of the/ nothingness of air and the endless/ freshets of wind?" ~ Song for Autumn. Mary Oliver
Mr. Marmalade
One is the colour of graham crackers and milk;/ cornbread with butter and honey;/ a stack of pancakes drenched with maple syrup. .~R. Hadas
One is the colour of graham crackers and milk;/ cornbread with butter and honey;/ a stack of pancakes drenched with maple syrup. .~R. Hadas
November 16, 2024 at 7:51 PM
Mr. Marmalade
One is the colour of graham crackers and milk;/ cornbread with butter and honey;/ a stack of pancakes drenched with maple syrup. .~R. Hadas
One is the colour of graham crackers and milk;/ cornbread with butter and honey;/ a stack of pancakes drenched with maple syrup. .~R. Hadas