My friend Malorie cut me some lovely plants the other day and delivered them to me as I was leaving work. She pulled in just as I was pulling out and waved urgently for me to stop. Aren't they grand and unassuming and winding? The post card below the jade green bottle is from my friend Catie. She was one of my two blessed roommates in Rome. I miss her and Liz both so much sometimes.
These plants will make the move with me. I leave in a few days. I'm not going far - not yet. Just home. But that's the first step in my escape. I think as their roots extend, mine will too, and eventually I'll plant them wherever I decide to plant myself. That will be a good day.
These plants will make the move with me. I leave in a few days. I'm not going far - not yet. Just home. But that's the first step in my escape. I think as their roots extend, mine will too, and eventually I'll plant them wherever I decide to plant myself. That will be a good day.
1 comments:
very fitting i'd say.
like your blog :)
good luck with your move and everything else you have on your plate.
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