Ally’s best friend handmade these as the centerpieces for the tables at our wedding reception almost eight years ago.
A vase or two have basically moved with us from one house to another, a constant reminder of the not-so-small gifts that friends offer.
Luna and Max: this is the 15th dispatch of poems, images, songs, films, and more songs that I’ve been slowly sharing and collecting for you. It’s about holding fast to the good people around you. And it’s about reminding you that your words (can) always bloom with joy, with action, with rage, with love.
What more might we want flowers to profer than an accumulation of nouns and verbs to pollinate the world?