It may appear that I am doing nothing but stepping into sunshine, drinking fresh air, flirting with birds, talking with trees. Take notes in the moment. Mary Ann Burrows November 15,2020
Peonies
Do you love this world?Do you cherish your humble and silky life?Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath?Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden,and softly,and exclaiming of their dearness,fill your arms with the white and pink flowers? Mary Oliver – the poem, ‘Peonies’ – (for the entire poem click on page 2 of this …