This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * Today, as I write this, sleet patters my windows, and the cold moves through the house like […]
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A Prayer for Grownups, Inked Onto Beechnuts, Left on the Wasena Bridge: Day Twelve
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. Have you ever wondered why seeds do what they do? Why they send their small sprouts toward the light? […]