All stories they say, begin in one of two ways:
"A stranger came to town,"
or else, "I set out upon a journey."
The rest is all just a metaphor and simile.
~Barbara Kingsolver
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Blossoms
The peach tree the day before it froze.
I might be turning blue, but I'm still holding my breath for fruit this year.
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