Dad’s out of town, so I’m tending the nursery—misting the little buds, tousling their leaves. I put some Mozart on, then Gordon Lightfoot, so Dad’s guitar-playing will feel familiar. On day four, he wants an update. No one’s flourishing yet, I tell him, but we’re all doing just fine.
Tara L. Kelley is just here to write.
How tender and sweet, Tara. I love it! ❤️
…”tousling their leaves” 👩🍼
Lovely!
This is so sweet and wholesome 🥹
How beautiful..you have a gift