This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me, — The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty.” ~ Emily Dickinson Around my house this morning are a half dozen vases and jars of wilting dahlias. I’ve learned this year that the looser, more flousy ones will fade the fastest; the tightly packed ball variety will endure days and days in the same water, unchanged.
Making Trades
Making Trades
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me, — The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty.” ~ Emily Dickinson Around my house this morning are a half dozen vases and jars of wilting dahlias. I’ve learned this year that the looser, more flousy ones will fade the fastest; the tightly packed ball variety will endure days and days in the same water, unchanged.