So beautifully rich and poeti

Born on the same earth, warmed by the same son, we breathe the breath of plants and trees and of each other. The dust of our bones becomes the soil that feeds our gardens. What we put on our crops to protect them, the wind brings cross country to someone else’s field.

Crossing All The Borders (part 2)

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Lori McCray

1 min readAug 16, 2019

So beautifully rich and poetical.

Written by Lori McCray

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Photographer, Poet, Musician, Mother, Mystic, Gardener, friend of wild creatures, swan whisperer. Find me on Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/wingthing/

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