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in autumn’s shadows
plots of plenty… all reaped clean
room for frost to grow 🦊❤️
l just stood leaning on a split rail fence gazing at the now barren community garden near my home. The thick frost glistened in the morning sun. In my white breath I saw memories of my grandparent’s gardens and the delicious salads they produced. I remembered planting gardens for my kids to enjoy when they were little, both literal and figurative gardens… 🦊❤️