Mar 2, 2021

pollen and seed was scattered



Heavy winds blew wild through the valley like terrible relatives; it was hard on the trees. Branches broke and attacked the power lines, lights went out. One branch fell and killed a neighbor. People leave flowers where it happened. Still, pollen and seed was scattered into new and unusual places, things will grow because of it. Life is like that, hard and swift, often cruel. Yet beauty happens, too. Nothing is permanent.

-jobe



Ray Wylie Hubbard/Conversation With The Devil








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