A view of the ocean. A car containing sand and soggy wetsuits. A house full of books, boys, laundry and love.
A poem, a picture, a rumination.
Sweetie, think of me like a Johannesberg Reisling grape with some botrytis (the noble rot)...I may look old, shriveled and slightly diseased, but if you ferment me, I'll make lovely wine...don't cut me off!!!
I love poem #365 from my favorite chapter in the Bible.