There are no unsacred places; there are only sacred places and desecrated places.
― Wendell Berry, Given
olive | every evening you come outside with me, to pick pests off the plants and to water them. this week, we picked our first fruit: cucumbers, jalepeno peppers, green beans, and a tiny butternut squash.
blythe | lounging in my room, recovering from strep throat, you suddenly appear so grown up. it must be your new specs.
burke | snuggled up, recovering from strep throat, watching a movie that you can now see from the back of the room.
liam | you and burke have been mowing lawns this summer to earn and save money. finding and studying insects is an added bonus.
