taking time for flowers: monday
During the last weekend of my summer break, I went to Portland to clean out my old room (think letters, photos, ticket stubs). I took breaks at times to walk around the neighborhood I grew up in, remarking to my sister how it had changed or hadn't, and noticing all the flowers blossoming in the curbside gardens. As I'm back to work and my time becomes crunched, this week's posts are dedicated to taking time for flowers.
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