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Tending the garden and fields.

Plants are like people.

Plants have to be cut back to grow stronger in the long run.

Pruning done by the skilled and the clumsy. 

To tend the garden and fields you have to reap and sow. 

You have to get hands dirty, you have to be around worms and spider's, roots and bugs. 

You have to dig what's not dug. 

Earth is a plain and a place, with all its meadows and interface. 

Fields is where it's at. 
Plants grow bestest there. 

Plant it in the right area not to much shade or heat, the suitable soil in witch to grow. 

New seeds should be grown. 
The old dead and diseased have to be thrown. 

But not away, in a respectful way. 

As the meadows fill with all sorts of wild flowers the fire comes to replenish the land. 

As the fields separate, during earthquake and the plant roots cannot take hold. 

Unstable grounds for the unstable hopes for a safe return. 

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Being Me

What doesnt kill you makes you stronger - so they say. Theres a kind of truth in it - either that or only the strongest survive such dark times. Another great write of descriptive eloquence x

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Liliana of the ...

I hope so.
I need to do the impossible. 
Change the system. 
So I hope I am strong enough. 
Thank you for people like you. 
Your support is one of my most treasured possibilities. 
 

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