I potted this tiny plant in March. I watered it and cared for it all summer. I was patient. Yesterday, November 16, 2012, it produced one perfect white flower. I went outside this morning and it was pink. I swear to you, my heart lifted. I live for surprises like this.
xo,
~Marion
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"I slept the afternoon, but you know what Breton says: I was not in the mood for visitors. Picture yourself inside that word. And yes, my house is a word, but my words, aren’t they words also? Today, the sky just wouldn’t happen. Today, I was blind-sided. Neither pain, nor its powdered absence. Like most days, I became the kitchen sill. I’m simply saying what I always say: what is lace-winged cannot be strong."
Olena Kalytiak Davis, from: "And Her Soul Out Of Nothing", page 3
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"I'm feeling terrifically heavy.
I'm feeling as well-grounded as the dead." ~Olena Kalytiak Davis, page 19
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"Oh, my cloud covered heart." ~Olena Kalytiak Davis, page 3
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