Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| Impatiens I planted them every summer, an oval of soft pink against a backdrop of sage-green cedar. They mirrored my youthful struggle to be patient — I waited. You never responded — should I have chosen firecrackers, rainbow explosions of color. Kåre Enga [180.54] (7.juni.2023) |