Some spring planting in high park!

...i hope what I planted will come forth beautiful in time.



The actual planting has happened some time ago now, but finding words to describe the process of hope associated with is taking time.

Today as i looked out over the sparce tree canopy, a pang of dismay of winter to come took me, until i remembered i had planted for spring. I planted in the theory of trajectory. If experiences can be seen as a step to new experiences then all that has passed is valid and important to the future.

Bundled in a leather pouch were things, physical representations of past days, I packed these dear memories lovingly and then planted them hopefully under spring bulbs that they shall grow anew beautiful and fragrant.