i have a daughter named Thankful Sage..i love the smell of dirt, beeswax and burning leaves..i left my heart in the woods and i am always looking at the night sky..i love steel cut oatmeal and covered bridges, the taste of sweet dreams tea and crushing dried locust shells..i can no longer do cartwheels, i am learning to knit, i love cutting grass and pulling weeds, and i have my grandmothers loom almost set up.. i cant wait to teach my girl about herbs, i have a antique, soap and botanical shop..i am a soapmaker and an herb grower and a beekeeper..i make a mean latte..i love daisies, lambs ear and buttercups... i love being a mother..my favorite color is french gray and the best word is 'wonderful'...
last night i heard the owls. one calls, and then from the west, another returns the same call. this happened all around me. and i was comforted. all calls out are returned, if you just listen right.
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