A new world

 

Sunlit tree bark

Pressed green cedar lace

Oyster pink blossoms, curving

around bees’ bottoms

Brown eyes soft, loosening

Once guarded secrets,

His mouth,

brimful of humour

The world is new again

And small.

I like it.

It’s Samson’s Birthday!

Me: It’s Sami’s 18 months old birthday! A whole year and a half! It’s his day to sniff and play and enjoy whatever he likes!

Husband: So many birthdays… didn’t we just celebrate 17 months a month ago?

Me: They don’t live as long as us.

Husband: Then at least seven birthdays a year are required.

Me: Thank you dear. 😉

Bravado

In time,

I will conquer it all.

Just now, let me conquer your heart.

I am learning

The ways of the world,

Let me grow,

Slowly.

I was not!

…rolling in raccoon shit. You always think that I’ve been rolling in raccoon shit, even when I haven’t been.

Don’t trust me? IMG_4194

No.

 

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