Napowrimo 22/30: A Gardening Man
When I saw you working in the garden, how tenderly you handled the newly-sprouted plants, the attention you gave to the soil mix, your practiced eye navigating the perfect spot for planting, I knew you were a man mindful of life’s small but necessary details. I knew you were someone with whom I wanted to spend my millions of moments. *** Continue reading Napowrimo 22/30: A Gardening Man