~Bread Offerings ~ Week of April 16, 2018
Greetings grain lovers, Today, I have very few words. It’s still raining like hell and there are cherries bursting into place. So it goes. Here’s a poem. Every Day You Play by Pablo Neruda Every day you play with the light of the universe. Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water, You are more than this white head that I hold tightly as a bunch of flowers, every day, between my hands. You are like nobody since I love you. Let me spread you out among yellow garlands. Who writes your name in letters of … Read more