Writing small stones this month feels like serendipity to me. My path through life in the past few months has been stubbled with rocks–both small stones and big jagged boulders.
Yesterday I went for a walk through the dry wash and surrounding property which is near my house. I noticed a patch of land where a vine or ground cover grew between the rocks. This is what I saw:
How the light chooses what to touch
Which rocky surface
The rocks scarred by complaints
The green fragile yet persistent
a canopy for baby quail come spring.
I might continue to encounter rocks in my path, but I can watch for the greenery between.
On Monday, I posted the story of how I came to find out what was wrong with my foot. I want to thank the readers who read the long story all the way through to the end! These bloggers have wonderful blogs, and I hope you will check them out if you haven’t read them yet.