so rolls the changing year
Thalia stops on her way to the metal trash can that protects a bounty of birdseed from hungry mice and red squirrels. “Whoo-who-whoo —” she imitates the Great Horned that’s been making his presence known, “— bought these?”
Cal and Nia look at the bag of daffodil bulbs in Tal’s hands and shrug. “Not me.”
“What a joy it will beeeee —” Thalia claps, “— to see the sprouts of another’s effort next spring.”
If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.
~Frances Hodgson Burnett
What you stay focused on will grow.
~Roy T. Bennett