Weathered inside and out.


       This beech tree has it good. Deep enough roots to stand strong in the icy winds, and to feed it regularly during drought.
        Its beauty ripens with age. Its a safe harbor and a home to many wild life.
        If we, I, could just be planted with depth of dogma and love. To over look clouds that stray over my sunny receptors. And send a chill to my pith and bone.
        I am prone to uprooting my truth. To ignoring the cup taken in ceremony. My age turns on my beauty, the inner mirror cracks with groans.
        I fumble as I go back to the deeper one. Yet He is always there to guide; if only I could hear non other.

Aaaaa.. Planted by streams of living water. When can I take a drink? Knowing, persuading, releasing my own troubled soul of conflicts unresolved, hopes just not hopeing enough.

   Eden I know your there……….


Perennial plant propogator for Creekhill nursery. Over 40 years of experience with lots of plants from foliage, cut flowers, seasonal potted plants, annuals and perennials. A plant geek and nerd, i am

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