Wednesday, April 25, 2012

4.25.2012

Mustard

My head was fuzzy this afternoon.  We went outside: the girls headed into woods to look for spring flowers and I watered the garden.  Then I threw myself down in the scraggly grass beside the newly mulched path and took some photos of weeds.  I felt better after that.  It was enough to notice their shape against the gray sky.

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