When the seedlings emerge, the seed pods are still clinging to the tiny leaves. Plating seeds is a journey of hope, knowing the roots will create a foundation for tomorrow.
New life is in my hands, and my feet want to be included too.
An on-line brainstorm where I dabble in the thought process of day-to-day life and respond to much of what I read and observe around me. Pull up a chair and join me for a cup of brewed ideas.
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