F a e r n – I n – T h e – W o r k s

a sprinkling of sunny days and cloudy days, rapidly changing, reminding me constantly of the little things. sEEing for the first time, noticing, the crutches, etcetera- but still unable to put them aside, willingly so.

and even with that will there is this deep down feeling that repressing  is part of the root : allowing myself the  time to re-arrange that word is the water. the ‘work’ is the dirt.