The fall is here. So is my seasonal nostalgia. Somebody, somewhere said the word, bittersweet, and I remembered going out with my mother and her clippers; cutting this plant and decorating the house and the front door.
She loved bittersweet but always told me it was illegal to cut. Is this true? I'm not sure because she also told me it was illegal to drive barefoot.
We don't have bittersweet here on the island. Our soil, if it can be called that with the high amount of sand in it, is different than that which I grew up with too. Here, when I dig I find shells. At home, my hands came out of the garden sparkling with flakes of mica.
It is rainy here today and thinking and remembering, curled up in blankets is the order of the day.
2 comments:
Curling up in blankie on a rainy day is nice... so comfroting and nice to lay down and just rest :). Have a good rainy day.
It varies by state, of course, but your mum was mostly right. It is illegal to drive barefoot...
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