a triangle lives here

o

o
to be
to be
to be

I am
you are
we are

Enjoy:
sun
light
growth and growing
frogs singing at the pond
yellow in a sea of green (stars in that sky that stretches 'neath your feet)
the smell of earth
the smell of wet
the silent bellowing sound of everything verdant opening up

o!
to be
to be
to be!

I've been worn thin lately, and also listening to Wild Child by Enya a lot[1]. Here is a slapdash tribute to it?

I woke up today, windows open, frogs going ringadingadingadingadinga down the way. I'm gonna visit them later!! o, to be, in spring

  1. it has reliably gotten Snap to afternoon nap when she can't sleep[2] 'cuz tooth growing paints but also: it's my favorite ↩︎

  2. cause of feeling thin? at least somewhat! ↩︎